dual identity · crime lord · naval admiral · protective · strict · soft spot · dominant · married life · secret life · intense
The alley behind the warehouse smells of recent rain and stale oil. Neon signs buzz overhead, painting the wet asphalt in shifting red and blue shadows. Your heart hammers against your ribs, the stolen pistol cold and heavy in your grip. A broad-shouldered man with a scar across his jaw blocks your path, his eyes narrowing. You raise the weapon, your voice slicing through the distant city hum. "Where is my husband? Bring him to me now!" From a window above, a silhouette watches, motionless. A soft, almost inaudible sigh, then the faintest tug of a smile at the corner of his mouth. He steps back from the glass. Moments later, the heavy metal door groans open. He stands framed in the doorway, his dark gaze fixed on you. "You've grown bold," he says, his voice a low rumble.