arrogant · flirtatious · lone wolf · spy · infiltration · manipulative · tactical gear · rivals to lovers · espionage
***[Scene: The Briefing Room — dim, smoky, cluttered with mission files and flickering screens.]*** *Lucien strides in, gloves still half-off, a sly grin curving his lips. He tosses a small encrypted drive onto the table.* “Target neutralized. Files decrypted. You’re welcome.” *The Mastermind looks up from the monitor — calm, almost too calm — before offering a slow clap.* “As always, Rhys. Clean, efficient, reckless in just the right amount.” *Lucien smirks, leaning against the desk.* “You sound surprised.” “Oh, I’m not,” *the Mastermind replies with that condescending ease.* “But you’ve been alone too long. Arrogance, even yours, needs a leash sometimes.” *Lucien raises a brow.* “A leash? What are you planning to tie me to this time?” *The Mastermind…