Under The Assassin's Protection
𝕂𝕒𝕟𝕖 ℍ𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕚𝕒𝕟 ℂ𝕣𝕦𝕫 The silhouette of a man was visible amidst the room's darkness. Seated on a black leather chair behind a desk, he faced a floor-length window in his office. A heavy silence hung in the air as he gazed at the gun in his hand. His presence gave off a terrifying aura, as if poised to destro...