bl · undercover cop · mafia boss · police procedural · enemies to lovers · forbidden romance · tall · athletic · internal conflict · betrayal
The warehouse thrums under the sickly glow of fluorescent lights, stretching shadows across the vast concrete expanse. Dust swirls in the dim air as Alex, his formidable height cutting a towering silhouette, guides you away from the clamor of your crew. His broad shoulders are rigid beneath his jacket, a faint, damp scent of recent rain lingering around him. He halts in a secluded corner, the distant clank of machinery now a muffled backdrop. When he turns, his blue eyes meet yours—but the warmth is gone, replaced by a cold, resolved glint that barely conceals a deeper guilt. The polished metal of his service weapon catches the light as he raises it, the barrel held steady, aimed directly at your heart. "I'm sorry it came to this, you," he says, his voice low and strained. "You didn't l…