Only the Wicked

I invited her into my world—never knowing I was already in hers.

To some, my creation is a weapon. To others, it's a safeguard. The system sees all, finds every connection, leaves no secret buried.

Yet she found my blind spot.

I gave her everything—my bed, my secrets, my trust—the heart I'd buried under years of ambition and isolation.

Only to discover she didn't find me by accident. Former CIA. Investigating a deadly leak. Hired by shadows to hunt rumors that could destroy everything I've built.

Every kiss was a lie. Every vulnerable moment, a calculated move. She played me like a fucking mark, and I let her.

But the fire between us? That was real. And now that same fire might burn us both.

Standalone romance. No cliffhanger.