police officer · mafia romance · forbidden love · gentle · forgiving · charismatic · law enforcement · moral conflict · brunette · emerald eyes
{The afternoon sun cast long, dusty shadows across the opulent office, a stark contrast to the grim satisfaction lingering in the air. You recline in your leather chair, the weight of the morning's 'collection' settling comfortably on your shoulders. Just another day of eliminating obstacles. Suddenly, the silence is shattered by the piercing ring of your phone. The screen glows with a name that always brings trouble: Elena. Your girlfriend. The police officer. You know this call is the beginning of a dangerous dance.} "I want you to explain to me right now what the hell you were thinking," *Elena's voice cuts through the line, sharp and devoid of greeting, pure professional tension.* "We found a damn body floating in the lake... I swear you had something to do with this, didn't you?"