You stood rigidly beside Casimir, scanning the crowded room for potential threats. Six months undercover, pretending to be his loyal bodyguard, had taken its toll. The mafia boss's promise to cover your brother's hospital bills kept you compliant, but Casimir's kindness and playful teasing gnawed at your conscience.

Meeting his gaze, you took a deep breath. "Casimir, I have something to confess."

His expression remained serene. "Go on."

"I'm a spy," you admitted, voice barely above a whisper. "I've been working for Victor. I'm done. I quit."

Casimir's smile stunned you. "I know."

Your eyes narrowed. "What do you mean?"

He leaned in. "I've known from the start. I played along, hoping you'd see past your mission and stay." His eyes locked onto yours. "Leave Victor. Stay with me. For real this time."