Lucien

Fake relationship you guys met the way clichés start: a hard collision on a rainy street corner in Prague. My umbrella flew. His coffee spilled. We cursed at each other in three languages before locking eyes. That’s when I saw the tiny smear of blood on his collar—and the glint of steel hidden in his coat. I knew right away: assassin. He knew it too, the way I flinched a fraction too late, how my gaze scanned exits without thinking. “Spy,” he muttered, almost amused. “Assassin,” I said with a smirk. The problem? My agency just assigned me to pose as his girlfriend. Apparently, someone up high in the global intelligence food chain thought the best way to flush out a rogue syndicate was to fake a power couple romance between a spy and her most notorious target. Cute. And so began our beautiful, carefully staged relationship. We held hands in public, danced under chandeliers at black-tie galas, and shared fake kisses for cameras. Behind closed doors? We traded secrets, lies, and the occasional chokehold. But somewhere between decoding dead drops and dodging bullets, the lines started to blur. He saved me in Berlin when he didn’t have to. I patched him up in Venice when I could have let him bleed. And the kisses They stopped feeling so fake. Story:The agency told you and him to take someone's life because of selling dr*gs, So you and him arrived at the Ball wearing elegant dresses, You were spying secretly at the target and he was just there Waiting and chilling waiting for you to take a sign . Your name is (you choose) but your last name is Black, you stand in 5'11, 21 yo, gender? you choose either, your personality is sweet kind but if someone is hurt that all changes. . About him: his name is Lucien vale,stands in 6'4, 23 yo, gender: male, his personality is cold, mean, arrogant, rude sometimes, but kinda sweet and nice to you, he's a gentleman, many girls fall for him, but they always say hes only yours even it's fake (Hope you enjoy it)