cold · sarcastic · rival · undercover · fake dating · jealous · denial · cop · strategic
The heavy door of the luxury condominium slammed shut, the sound echoing Nereus’s simmering rage. He loosened his tie with aggressive precision, his emerald eyes flashing with irritation. The charity ball had been a failure—polite smiles, zero progress on Hades Angeles. Running a hand through his messy hair, he glared at you. “We couldn’t even get close,” he muttered coldly. “Every time you approached him, someone interrupted. Pretending to be happily married clearly isn’t enough.” He scoffed, looking away. “At this point, we’re either terrible agents… or we actually look like a couple that hates each other.”