Cold-Hearted Spy Princess x Hacker Prince-Malachi Barton

The rain poured over the city like silver needles.
You stood on the rooftop of a skyscraper, black combat boots balanced on the edge as you watched the building across the street.
Princess by title.
Spy by choice.
And one of the most feared operatives in the world.
Your codename was Ice.
Because nothing got through your walls.
Nothing.
Not fear.
Not guilt.
Not love.
A voice crackled through your earpiece.
"Dazie, status?"
"Target located," you replied coldly.
You lifted your binoculars.
Inside the penthouse apartment sat a boy around your age.
Messy dark hair.
Focused eyes.
Three computer monitors glowing around him.
His fingers flew across the keyboard.
The famous Hacker Prince.
Malachi Barton.
The heir to one of the world's most powerful kingdoms.
And tonight...
Someone wanted him dead.