Obsession Series 8: Condrad Santino

Obsession Series 8

People ask me,
"Why aren't you one of the Montelust Men?"

Simple. I don't need a title to matter. I'm Condrad Santino-the one they call when shit gets real. I fix things. I clean up messes. I disappear problems before they hit the surface.

I don't live in the spotlight. I live in the shadows.
They toast champagne. I carry silencers.
They fall in love. I vanish before anything gets too close.

Or at least... I used to.

She changed that.

The Lady in Red.

I met her during a surveillance op at a masquerade ball. I was supposed to watch from above-no contact, no distraction.

Then she walked in.

Red silk. Black mask. Amber eyes that locked with mine across the room. And just like that-I forgot the mission.

We danced once. Brief. Electric. Her touch burned. Her scent lingered. She said nothing real, gave no name. But I didn't need one.

She felt like something I hadn't known I was missing.

Then she disappeared.

Moments later, chaos broke out. One of our targets went dark. When I turned back-she was gone.

No trace. No face. Just eyes burned into my memory.

I've been chasing her ever since.

No ID. No leads. Just a ghost in red.

People say I'm insane. That it was a fling. A dream. But I know better. She was more. She was hiding something.

But I'm not backing down.

I don't care if I burn the world to find her.

Because once you've danced with fate-
You never forget the music.

And I sure as hell won't stop...
Until she's back in my arms.