THEIR ALMOST HONEYMOON One bed. Two secret identities. And a marriage license that's technically a death warrant. SLOANE is the neighborhood florist. She spends her days trimming hydrangeas and apologizing for her clumsiness. The Secret: She's THE IVY-an elite assassin who can kill a man with a petal and disappear before the body hits the floor. "I'm a florist, Silas. I don't do dangerous things." (She says, while hiding a dagger in her bridal bouquet.) SILAS is a dorky high school history teacher. He wears tweed, loses his glasses, and rambles about the fall of Rome. The Secret: He's THE ARCHIVIST-the rival agency's top tactical spy, specialized in high-stakes theft and erasing problems. "Trust me, Sloane. I'm just a history teacher. The most exciting thing I've ever done is find a library book from 1984." (He says, while a sniper rifle is stashed in his suitcase.) When a billionaire syndicate leader hosts an exclusive gala at a villa in Lake Como, both agencies want the encryption key hidden inside. But there's a catch: The villa is for couples only. Forced into a shotgun "blind date" by their handlers, Sloane and Silas find themselves married at a courthouse and on a flight to Italy before they've even learned each other's middle names. THE RULES ARE SIMPLE:- • Don't let the spouse see your weapons. • Don't let the spouse see you kill anyone. • Above all: Do not fall for the spouse. Between dodging bullets in ballgowns and sharing a single bed in a villa crawling with guards, the lies are getting harder to track. SHE THINKS HE'S A HELPLESS NERD. HE THINKS SHE'S A FRAGILE FLOWER. They're both dead wrong. And most importantly wrong about their mission, which is not as it seems to be. Cover by @elaradaven 💍 FEATURING: ✓The "Only One Bed" Trope ✓Fake Marriage / Real Danger ✓Assassin Vs Assassin (But they don't know it) ✓Lethal Competence x Social Awkwardness