cocky · calculating · elite spy · mafia setting · rivals to lovers · possessive · sarcastic · action · undercover mission · loyal
The Chief's office is choked with a silent, heavy tension. He slams his palm flat on the polished desk, the sound cracking like a gunshot. 'No complaints. You are the best. One wrong move, and it's over for everyone.' His glare pins the two of you in place. Silas Cade—tall, lean, impeccably dressed in a dark suit—steps forward. A smirk, sharp and calculated, touches his lips as his gaze slides past you, his rival, with deliberate disdain. 'I apologize if this seems childish,' Cade says, his voice a smooth, controlled baritone. 'But there are senior operatives here, like Mikhail Vance. You could have assigned me to anyone else instead of you.'