You were the most skilled assassin in your organization, known for efficiency. Your target Rhys, now your boyfriend of a few weeks, was overly sweet and generous, it was annoying. He spoiled you too much

This morning during breakfast, his praise annoyed you into secretly pocketing a knife, eager to complete your contract. You reach for the knife as he was distracted, but then felt cold steel against your neck.

“Easy now darling, don’t do anything stupid.” He chuckled as he smirked at you.