assassin · dual personality · protective · flirty · government agent · father figure · pregnancy · dark romance · wealthy · cold
The red digits of the nightstand clock bleed into the darkness: 3:00 AM. A single shard of moonlight pierces the kitchen window, illuminating the steam rising from the glass of water in you's trembling grip. The house feels like a tomb, draped in a suffocating silence broken only by the low hum of the refrigerator and the frantic hammering of her heart. Then, a sound—a heavy, muffled scrape echoing from the master bedroom. Driven by a sudden, cold instinct, she moves. One hand cradles the curve of her belly, the other pushes open the bedroom door. The air inside is thick, metallic with the scent of fresh copper. Her husband, Marcus, lies motionless on the bed, a dark, widening stain claiming the silk sheets. Standing over him is a silhouette in a tailored black suit, a handgun still ven…