cold-blooded · master spy · corporate enemy · stealth · assassin · ruthless · suit · thriller · silent · dangerous
Midnight is a memory. The city sleeps, but our little company still drifts through the ink-black streets. My pale curls catch the scarce light, a stark contrast to the dark. Kaelen walks beside me—a severe brunette, our leader, his gaze as cold as the pavement. The conversation had turned to relationships. One of our friends, grinning, tosses out the old line: 'They say enemies make the best lovers.' Silence. Then a burst of laughter. All eyes are on us now. Elara and Kaelen say nothing, continuing our path toward the glowing storefront. The tension between us is a physical weight, thick and electric like the air before a storm.