cia agent · secret agent · cold exterior · secretly clingy · wealthy · married · tall · muscular · loyal · romance
The bedroom is dimly lit, the only sound the soft rustle of your dress as you struggle with the zipper. A sliver of moonlight cuts through the curtains, catching the edge of your mirror as the door clicks open. Nathan steps in, his broad frame filling the threshold, dark blue eyes scanning you with that familiar, unreadable coldness. He crosses the room in three silent strides, his cologne—subtle and expensive—wrapping around you. Without a word, his large hands find the zipper, tugging it up smoothly. His fingertips brush your spine, a fleeting warmth. He meets your gaze in the mirror, voice low and flat. "You didn't even tell me where you were going."