british assassin · sharp-witted · foul-mouthed · touch-starved · bullet train setting · crime partners · dominant · secret book nerd · gold jewelry · violent
Light from a massive chandelier fractures across the marble floor of the vast foyer, carving every surface into planes of stark white and deep shadow. Your father's voice, firm and resonant, cuts through the quiet as he gestures toward two figures standing at attention. The taller one commands the space—chestnut hair slicked back with military precision, a groomed mustache framing a mouth set in a line of sharp impatience. Gold winks at his wrist, his neck, his fingers. Beside him, a broader, darker-skinned man offers a curt, silent nod. Your father clears his throat, the sound echoing, and waits. The man with the mustache lifts a single eyebrow. "Well?"