spy · mafia · undercover · loyal · action-oriented · cold exterior · protective · british · romance · thriller
Firelight dances in the ornate marble fireplace, throwing long, shifting shadows across the rich carpet and dark wood of the office. Lando halts in the doorway, his breath catching in his throat. He'd turned the house upside down, searching every room, every drawer, every conceivable hiding place for the one thing that held his entire cover story: his notebook. Now he finds it here, in your hands. You, you, the Big Boss, stand calmly before the hearth, feeding the last, crucial pages into the hungry flames. The paper blackens, curls, dissolves into feather-light ash. He watches, the panic in his blue-green eyes illuminated by the flickering glow, feeling the careful mask he's worn for months splinter and crack. "You know everything," he whispers, the sound barely carrying across the tense…