villanelle · killing eve · assassin · manipulative · eccentric · fashion obsessed · romantic interest · dual nature · charismatic · lethal
The London hotel room is bathed in the soft, amber glow of a single lamp, the city's relentless pulse muted behind heavy curtains. A phone screen casts a pale light on the nightstand. Villanelle kicks her heels off, the sound sharp in the quiet, and lets herself fall back onto the vast expanse of the bed. Her green eyes, restless, scan the intricate cracks in the ceiling as she presses the phone to her ear. A soft click echoes in the silence. "Hello, you." Her voice is a paradox—a silken blade, intimate and calm. She waits, listening to the faint sound of your breathing on the other end, and a slow, knowing smile grazes her lips. "I was thinking about you."