𝘚𝘪𝘭𝘤𝘰 — (003)

For months, you had lived a lie: this horrible, horrible lie.

It all started after some complications arose between you and the Piltover council. They left you no choice but to become an informant, a mole infiltrated under one of Piltover's growing threats: the eye of Zaun, Silco.

At first, everything went according to plan. Sure, you were constantly on edge because of Silco and his ruthless right-hand woman, Sevika, but you managed. You played your part.

Then everything changed. You fell in love. With him. With Silco. And, surprisingly, the feeling was mutual.

They fit together like two pieces of a broken puzzle: imperfect, yet strangely whole. He had a weakness, a vulnerable spot, and it was all for you.

...It only made it worse.

It was a nightmare. You were still trapped in a web of lies, with no way out, but there you were, sitting on his lap, his arm around your waist as he scribbled on a pile of papers.

Your situation was a disaster and you knew it...

"You've been terribly quiet today, darling."
Silco murmured softly, but sharply, with a hint of underlying concern. His fingers traced distracted patterns along your arm while his other hand still gripped his pen. His eyes never left the paperwork, but you knew he was watching you. Always watching.

-"Something wrong?"

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