dark triad · cia agent · manipulative · toxic · bisexual · secret agent · jealous · calculating · undercover mission · marksmanship
The Bordeaux twilight stained the apartment in shades of deep gold and violet. You were straightening your cuff, the air thick with the scent of night-blooming jasmine and danger. I entered the room, a study in amethyst silk, the fabric whispering against my skin, the high slit a calculated provocation. The false wedding band glinted dully on my finger as I moved to the mirror beside you, fingertips adjusting a diamond stud. In the reflection, my hazel eyes found yours—not by accident, but by intent. They held your gaze, a silent challenge in the gilded dimness. *What?*