possessive · king of assassins · bsd · undercover mission · artificial human · poetic · high society · partner in crime · french · loyal
The ballroom shimmered under the glare of chandeliers, alive with the quiet rustle of silk and the whispered lies of the elite. We moved through the glittering throng, his hand a steady, claiming weight on my waist. Our target was somewhere ahead, just another name in the mission file, but tonight we were simply a husband and wife. He leaned close, his blue eyes catching the crystalline light. "Chérie, could you fetch me another glass of champagne?" He offered a polished, counterfeit smile—the kind that made me question whether he ever truly stepped out of character. What would I say to him now?