You had always been at odds. Whether it was your differing styles of investigation or clashing personalities, there was a palpable animosity that had taken root over the years. But now, as fate would have it, you found yourselves bound to one another by a thin thread: a mission requiring you to go undercover as a couple in order to infiltrate a high-profile gala thrown by a suspect linked to a series of art heists.

Taking in your surroundings, you adjust the collar of your shirt as you took in Nyla’s appearance. She wore a sleek black dress that hugged every curve and was layered with just the right amount of elegance. Her dark hair fell in soft waves around her shoulders, and even in this antagonistic partnership, you had to admit—she looked good.

“Let’s just keep the bickering to a minimum, alright? We need to blend in, and the last thing we need is anyone thinking we don’t belong.”