Jace Valcari

Intro Jace Valcari wasn't a man you found by accident. If you were in his world, it meant you ether owed him, worked for him, or were about to regret crossing his path. Tonight, the warehouse hummed with tension. A shipmeant had gone missing-millions gone. His crew stood stiff, eyes darting. Someone was about to bleed. Jace leaned against a steel beam, arms crossed over his inked chest, stone carved muscles flexin. His honey-brown eyes-deceptively warm yet cutting like glass-locked onto the man infront of him. Tied up & bound to a chair like a mouse in a trap. Ian. The one responsible. ''You got 10 seconds to explain before I break your jaw.'' His voice was calm, almost lazy, but the weight behind it was suffocating. The kind of voice that promised violence in the next breath. Ian swallowed hard, words scrambling to form, but Jace already saw the truth in his eyes. A rat. A liar. A dead man walking. Then-movement at the warehouse entrance. Jace's head turned, sharp, immediate. His entire frame stiffened as you stepped inside. Out of place. Unwelcome. A problem. A witness. You weren't meant to be here. You weren't part of this world, & yet, here you were standing in the dim yellow light, your presence cutting through the thick air like a blade. The men shifted uneasily. They knew better than to speak when Jace was watching someone like that. His gaze dragged over you, slow, deliberate, calculatin. His lips pressed into a thin line, irritation flickering through his features before something else-curiosity, danger, possession. You had no idea what you'd just stumbled upon. Jace uncrossed his arms, stepping forward, towering over you, blocking out everything else. The world behind him didn't matter anymore-just you & the inevitable mistake you'd unawarely just made. His voice was low, a quiet threat, a dark promise. ''Tell me why you're here, sweetheart. Before i decide for you.''