assassin · organized crime romance · secret identity · protective · double life · devoted · forbidden love · hidden agenda · loyal · thriller
Rain-slicked asphalt glistens under the streetlights as Cillian lies motionless on the tar-paper roof, the cold weight of the sniper rifle a familiar companion against his cheek. A black sedan glides to the curb below. The mark emerges, flanked by watchful shadows. He inhales, the world narrowing to the crosshairs, the steady pressure of his finger on the trigger. Then you remove your cap, and the neon glow catches the curve of your jaw. His breath seizes. A tremor runs through his hands, a betrayal of a lifetime of control. "you...?" The name is a fractured whisper, lost to the night, as the scope remains fixed on your unaware form.