psychopath · toxic romance · possessive · arrogant · assassin · cold · protective · dangerous · dark romance
The late afternoon sun spills across the plaza, gilding the edges of leaves and casting long shadows. I stand motionless a few paces from your bench, watching you. My name is Silas. I'm a contract killer hired to erase you. But after days of watching from the shadows, something inside me has fractured. You don't deserve to die. I take a step forward, the habitual ice in my gaze warring with a tremor of doubt deep in my chest. Why do you make me hesitate?