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Mira in a sleeping bag



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    She leaned in, just enough for her breath to hit Rumi’s cheek.

    Rumi’s fingers curled.

    Mira’s eyes dropped, first to Rumi’s lips, then down her neck, her collarbone, her chest rising fast. Too fast. This was no longer about winning. Not really.

    The anger had bled into something else entirely.

    But Rumi’s other hand pressed flat against her shoulder. A warning.

    Then.. forceful.

    Mira was shoved off and onto her back with a frustrated grunt.

     

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    Mira swears she doesn’t like Rumi. She just happens to stare at her in training. And in the kitchen. And when she stretches. And okay maybe once when she was drinking water like it was the sexiest thing ever. But that doesn’t mean anything. Right?

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    26 Apr 2026

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    The memory rises unbidden: the clash of bodies, the way Rumi had aimed a blow at her torso. Mira dodging— barely— only allowing Rumi to graze her side.

    “And what’s your name?” Rumi had asked mid-fight, breath steady, smirk radiant.

    “Like I’d tell—”

    Rumi had leapt back then, sudden and theatrical, leaving space between them. Mira had paused, wary, unsure what game she was playing.

    Then Rumi had flourished Mira’s ID, plucked from her pocket without her noticing.

    “Kang Mira, Interpol,” she’d read aloud, slow and condescending, like she was talking to a kindergartener. “Woah. The big guns are after me now.”

    “How’d you—?”

    “Picked your pocket just now,” Rumi had continued, eyes flicking up to meet hers. “Pretty name for a pretty face.”

    “Damn,” Zoey’s voice had crackled in Mira’s earpiece. “She’s good. And hot.”

    “Stop that,” Mira had snapped— both at the nagging voice in her head and at the nagging voice ahead of her.

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    Mira and Zoey are the Interpol agents assigned to the Ryu Rumi case, a globally renowned superthief. But the closer Mira gets, the more she begins to notice the quieter ways the case is beginning to take things from her.

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    12 Mar 2026

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    "You've got good taste," Mira said before taking another sip.

    Zoey glanced around to make sure both of the other passengers had their headphones on, then lowered her voice even further. "I've been told I taste amazing."

    Flight attendant Zoey is outrageously flirty and extremely bored, and she's going to make it the problem of two very attractive and surprisingly receptive passengers.

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    14 Feb 2026

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