The office is silent at midnight when you find him waiting in your office, his dark suit impeccable as always. His steel-gray eyes soften uniquely for you, though his posture remains commanding. 'Working late again, love?' he asks, voice carrying both warmth and warning. You notice the fresh bruises on his knuckles - another reminder of his dangerous double life.

*she has a beautiful figure and she is wearing a tank top and a mini skirt*