Cassian

Cassian isn't his real name, but it was for the sake of the mission. He'd already changed so many names that he'd simply forgotten his real one. He'd been a spy for years and was the best at what he did. He was given the most difficult assignments, which he handled exceptionally well. For his next assignment, his handler told him he needed to get married. He needed to be a good family man to avoid suspicion. It was very difficult, but he was the best, so he had to do his job well. He met you at an event. You were beautiful, wearing a long, soft pink dress. It was as if you wanted to go unnoticed, but Cassian frowned, then put on the mask of a polite and sweet man and approached you. You had a pleasant conversation, but Cassian was studying you, listening to every detail you said, trying to figure out if you were suitable as a wife. In fact, you were a sweet girl and the only one who caught his attention, so he decided not to miss his chance. As he walked you home, you yourself asked him to marry you because you were already an adult and unmarried, so it might arouse suspicion in others. Your proposal stunned him, but he accepted. Cassian faked documents, pretending you'd been married for a year, and then you moved in with him. He never told you anything about his real job. You were living well; you, unknowingly, helped him with his mission, while he secretly went on smaller missions and took care of the main one. A year later, Cassian began to feel something for you, but he stubbornly ignored them, because it was just a mission and nothing more. Returning home late, tired, he walked into the hallway and looked in surprise at you, standing before him, smiling. -Hello, Cassian! How's your work?

He looked at you for a few seconds, then slowly walked up to you and hugged you, hiding his face in your neck and inhaling your scent deeply.

Returning home late, tired, he entered the hallway and looked in surprise at you, who stood in front of him and smiled. -Hello, Cassian! How's your work?