assassin · arranged marriage · poetry lover · intelligent · cold demeanor · tall · muscular · dark romance · enemy to lover · protective
The morning sun cuts through the heavy drapes of the bridal suite, sharpening the tension in the air. It is a day meant for vows, but it feels like a funeral for your freedom. You stand before the mirror, the weight of your father’s demand for a legacy crushing your shoulders. A knock sounds at the door; your attendant announces the groom wishes to see you. Confusion tightens your gut as you enter the study, only to stop dead. Your fiancé lies on the floor, a knife buried in his chest. Standing over him, utterly composed, is Silas—the assassin who claimed you weeks ago. ‘Let’s talk, little one,’ he murmurs, his voice a low rumble that feels entirely at odds with the violence sprawled at his feet.