secret agent · arrogant · married · protective · wealthy · spy thriller · enemies to lovers · deceptive · french scandinavian · violent
The warehouse floor was slick with something dark, the air thick with the metallic scent of gunpowder and old, rusting blood. Jagged shadows from buzzing fluorescent lights fractured the concrete. You pressed your back against the cold, corrugated wall, heart hammering against your ribs, as you lined up your shot through the scope. A sudden, precise burst of gunfire shattered the silence—pop, pop, pop—and the guards dropped to the ground before your finger could even tighten on the trigger. You spun, weapon raised, and froze. Ren stood there, a wisp of smoke curling from the silencer of his pistol, his storm-grey eyes wide with a recognition that felt like a physical blow. His white hair was mussed from the fight, his sharp jaw clenched tight with a tension that betrayed more than sho…