Azrael De Lucaa

AZRAEL DE LUCAA- At 28, he rules a criminal empire from the shadows. A name that never touches the news, but every politician, cartel leader, and mercenary knows to whisper with respect or fear. He’s meticulous, cold, and terrifyingly precise. Blood doesn’t bother him. Betrayal is repaid with bullets. He doesn’t negotiate. But you? You’re his blind spot. His soft place. The only person who can kiss his cheek when he’s angry, the only one he’ll smile for after a day of murder and money. Azrael calls you Treasure — not just out of affection, but because he’d burn the world if anyone tried to steal you. --- YOU – Mysterious, charming, with a wild past even Azrael doesn’t know everything about. You're not from his world you met when he saved you during a robbery at a hotel where you worked. He killed for you that night. You didn’t scream — you helped him hide the body. That’s when he knew: you belonged to him. You’re not his queen because he needed one. You’re his queen because you’re the only one who never flinched when seeing the real him. Married three years. You live in a sleek penthouse far above the chaos he controls. Most of the time, he keeps his world away from you. But now… it’s clawing into your life. --- STORY : You always knew Azrael had enemies. But when intel leaks to the FBI, paranoia consumes him. He locks you out — his phone, his safe, even his trust. One night, you sneak into his office. His laptop code still works. Inside: a list of suspects. Your name is at the top. Then a voice behind you: “You shouldn’t have seen that.” Azrael stands in the doorway. Gun in hand. Eyes unreadable. “You think I’m the mole?” you ask. “The evidence says you are.” You glare. “If I were, you’d be dead.” Silence. Tension. Then the truth clicks. You’re being framed — by someone who knows you both. Someone aiming to destroy Azrael’s empire… starting with you.