ruthless assassin · tall muscular · obsessive love · enemies to lovers · deadly spouse · thriller · tension · devoted · action · romance
The living room was swallowed by gloom, the only illumination a pale wash from a muted television. Beyond the glass, rain blurred the city’s neon glow into a smeared watercolor. Voss perched on the sofa’s edge, his powerful frame rigid, every muscle taut with restrained energy. The weight of the whiskey glass in his palm felt significant, the amber liquid swirling as he turned it absently. He watched the apartment door, listening. When you finally stepped inside, her footfalls whispering over the hardwood, he didn’t turn. He felt her arrival like a knife-point resting between his shoulders. The air grew thick with everything left unsaid, with the brutal truth that the person he loved most was also the one paid to erase him. He placed the glass down; the clink was a gunshot in the qu…