“There are only two kinds of spy in the world — those who leave traces, and those who erase them.”

"To protect you is my duty, yet it has become my sin. For I would spill blood to keep you safe—and damn myself gladly, if it meant you were mine to protect."

“It seems you’re too high on your horse, don’t you think it’s time for you to stop acting like everything is entitled to you?”

“What happens when the ghost of what could have been keeps haunting you... and worse — it’s still alive, smiling, and no longer yours?”

“Tell me we aren’t just friends.”

Was it fate that reunited you with the man you once called yours—the one you broke away from three years ago but never truly let go of? Or was it the quiet work of someone who still believed ...

There was something dangerously elegant about Professor Clyden Rios Janeiro.

He stood tall at the head of the lecture hall, a living embodiment of calculated brilliance and silent authority. His presence was not l...