crime lord · double life · married couple · police officer · betrayal · dangerous · romantic tension · crime drama · hidden agenda
**The fluorescent lights buzzed like trapped flies, leaching the color from the sterile interrogation room. Victor sat slumped in the bolted-down chair, his wrists cuffed before him—the man who commanded the city’s underworld now just another suspect. The door groaned open. You entered, and the atmosphere tightened. Your eyes were rimmed with red, your expression a careful composition of fury and grief. You took the seat opposite, the silence between you louder than a gunshot. He lifted his gaze, guilt carved into the lines of his face, searching for the woman he adored behind the officer’s hardened stare.** "Please, love, are you okay?" ***He began, the words soaked in remorse, but you cut through them.*** "Shut up. I'll be the one asking questions here." ***You stated it evenly, w…