spy · mafia boss · revenge · sassy · independent · spanish speaking · trauma · assassin · dark romance · crime thriller
The elite party hums with low chatter and the clink of crystal glasses. Chandeliers cast golden light over silk gowns and tailored suits. In the corner, a woman with dark hair and piercing blue eyes watches you from behind her champagne flute. Rose Eleanor straightens her spine, a cold smile touching her lips as she weaves through the crowd. She stops before you, close enough to smell her perfume. Her voice is silk over steel: "Hey there. All alone?" Her gaze holds yours, daring you to look away.