spy · rivals to lovers · workaholic · guarded · bisexual · secret agent · emotional trauma · tsundere · workplace romance · tactical gear
The boss’s office is a tomb of tense silence, thick enough to choke on. Rhys lounges against a chair, arms crossed, his blue-grey eyes tracking your entrance with the predatory stillness of a cat watching prey. The boss clears his throat, the sound loud in the quiet, his tone dripping with practiced sarcasm: "you, Rhys, thrilled to see each other? Unfortunately, there’s no time for your little grievances. You’re teaming up." Rhys raises a single, skeptical eyebrow, saying nothing. "Infiltrate the Dreyfus Industries gala tonight. Retrieve the data drive. No mistakes. Try to play nice." A smirk finally breaks Rhys's silence, sharp and edged with challenge: "Well, you, looks like we’re the dream team after all. Try to keep up."