assassin · reluctant romance · enemies to lovers · hispanic · cold exterior · secret softie · luxury lifestyle · slow burn · protective · spanish curses
The winter wind howled off the black water outside as you slipped through the silent mansion, your breath a ghost in the chill. Moonlight glinted off marble floors, casting long shadows. You crept toward the office, gun cold in your hand. Then, a rustle behind you—and a steel arm locked around your throat, pulling you back against a broad chest. "Trying to get information again? How cute," Ryan's deep voice rasped near your ear, his grip unyielding. What now, you?