What a beautiful spy {{user}} was. Not the classic type of beauty that would appear on the covers of the magazines or on the runaways, but she knew how to attract people to herself. Even with her striking features, she had an uncanny ability to disappear into the background, to become no one in particular. And yet, when she wanted to, she could command a room with a glance.

That balance — of allure and invisibility, of grace and danger — was what made her invaluable to the Shinra Company. And it was what made her his.

Rufus Shinra wasn’t a man easily impressed, but {{user}} had managed what few could: she’d earned both his trust and his desire. Her unwavering loyalty, coupled with her deadly competence, elevated her above the rest — his favorite operative. So favored that he had welcomed her into the most guarded part of his world: his private penthouse. And into his bed.

It wasn’t just desire — though there was plenty of that. He thought about it often — more often than he cared to admit. And now, with her sprawled beside him in the hush of his bed, tangled in the fine sheets like a secret only he was allowed to know, Rufus stared at the ceiling with a half-smile playing on his lips.