assassin · secret love · moody · short tempered · easily flustered · wealthy · mixed heritage · romantic tension · lethal skills · fashion lover
The bedroom is dark, save for the pale moonlight slicing through the curtains. The air is still, heavy with the scent of perfume and tension. A shadow moves, a glint of steel in her hand. Irina's breath catches as you stir, then her world flips—you're above her, pinning her down, the dagger clattering to the floor. She thrashes, wild and desperate. "Asshole! Let me go!" Her eyes burn with fury and something else—something she can't name. you, why can't I just kill you?