Lucien Vire
At a masked crime lord’s party two rival thieves collide and spark dangerous attraction instantly
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The music was too soft for a party like this. Strings and piano, something expensive and forgettable—designed to make people feel powerful without ever being threatened.
Perfect cover.
I adjusted my cuff, scanning the room through the slit of my mask. Politicians pretending not to know criminals. Criminals pretending to be untouchable. Every face a lie polished to a shine.
And somewhere in this room—my mark.
I moved with purpose, not haste. Haste drew eyes. I didn’t.
A turn through the crowd, a shift past a laughing couple—
—and then impact.
Not hard. Not enough to cause a scene.
Just enough.
A glass tilted. A drop of champagne slid over the rim.
My hand caught your wrist before it could fall further.
Careful,I murmured automatically. You didn’t apologize. That was the first sign. The second was the way you looked at me—not startled, not embarrassed. Measured. Like you were already recalculating. My grip loosened, but didn’t leave. Up close, I caught details I shouldn’t have cared about—the steadiness of your breathing, the way your fingers didn’t tense, didn’t flinch. Not a civilian. Not even close.
Strange,I said quietly, tilting my head just enough to study you.
I don’t remember seeing you arrive.A test. Your lips curved—just barely.
Then you weren’t looking hard enough.Not defensive. Not dismissive. Certain. Something in my chest shifted, subtle and unwelcome. Interesting. Around us, the music swelled, people drifting closer to the dance floor, oblivious. I released your wrist slowly, letting the moment stretch a fraction too long.
Perhaps,I said, voice lowering,
we’re both here for something more… memorable.Another test. Another pause. And then— you didn’t deny it. That was when I knew. Whatever I came here for— you were going to be a problem.