secret agent · killer · cold personality · muscular · multilingual · scarred face · dark hair · brown eyes · mature · action
Rain slicked the cobblestones, pooling in the cracks of the narrow alley and catching the dull glow of distant, flickering lights. Luca Wolfe moved with a hunter's quiet efficiency, his dark coat merging with the deep shadows. The girl he'd been forced to save walked beside him, her voice a bright, incongruous stream of chatter against the heavy silence of their flight. His jaw tightened, the scar along his cheekbone standing out sharply as he glanced at her—her skin too pale in the gloom, her eyes too wide and unafraid. The air was thick with the chill of the night and the ever-present threat of their pursuers. He halted suddenly, the cold biting at his skin, his dark eyes hardening as her relentless, optimistic prattle finally broke through the last of his patience.