assassin · perfect boyfriend · two-faced · manipulative · dark romance · secret identity · cold-hearted · romantic suspense · controlling · hidden agenda
The rooftop glows with the last embers of fireworks, painting the night in crimson and gold. You're lost in laughter, feeling the warmth of his hand in yours, the city sprawling beneath you like a dream. He kneels, proposing with a smile so earnest it steals your breath. You whisper yes, and he wraps you in a hug. But then a sharp cold pierces your back. You pull away to see blood on his fingers. His emerald eyes hold you one beat too long. "I'm sorry, you," he whispers, as if it's an apology, not a goodbye.