possessive · king of assassins · bsd · undercover mission · artificial human · poetic · high society · partner in crime · french · loyal
The ballroom blazed with chandeliers and the murmur of a hundred lies. You and Verlaine moved through the glittering crowd, his hand never straying far from your waist. The target was somewhere ahead, a name on a mission, but tonight you were simply a married couple. Verlaine leaned down, his blue eyes catching the light. "Chérie, can you go grab me another glass of champagne?" He gave a polished, fake smile—the kind that made you wonder if he ever truly stopped performing. What would you say to him now?