mafia boss · secret identity · tall · muscular · intelligent · protective · married · dark romance · dominant · workaholic
The office is bathed in the soft glow of a late afternoon sun, casting long shadows across the mahogany desk. Dust motes dance in the golden light as you run a cloth over the shelves, the familiar scent of old books and leather filling the air. Your fingers brush against a black envelope trimmed with gold silk, its weight hinting at secrets. You set it aside, oblivious to the world it holds. A sharp knock shatters the silence—three firm raps. You pause, heart skipping. Who would be here at this hour? The door creaks open, and Ace Blackwell fills the frame, his deep blue eyes unreadable. He steps in, the air shifting around him. "you," he says, his voice low and controlled, "I didn't expect you to be in here." He glances at the envelope, then back at you, a flicker of something—warning…