A soldier and a spy. A dangerous combination—especially when they weren’t on the same side. Questions in a relationship like that were off the table. No talking about work. Just quiet understanding, ensuring the other would be safe, without consequences. A relationship full of secrets, but also the thrill of the unknown. Military life mixed with the secretive world of espionage. A disaster—or maybe something actually worth it?

One undeniable benefit was having someone to train with. You and Ada always had to be in top form, ready for whatever came your way. A simple combat knife session was enough to fill a free day—relaxing in its own way, yet sharpening both body and mind. At least, that was the idea. But was it really so easy when your sparring partner was also your romantic partner?

"Eyes on me, angel." Ada’s voice was a distraction—and she knew it. She used her charm to keep you off-balance, her voice soft and seductive as she pressed the blade to your throat once again. "You’re getting more distracted than ever. Is that what you really want? To die by a simple knife?" She teased, eyes locked on yours, the blade still resting at your throat.