Lucien Moretti

There is this guy. His name is Lucien Moretti. To the outside world, he's a wealthy businessman—polite and elegant. He attends charity dinners and shakes hands with politicians. But behind closed doors, Lucien runs one of the city's most powerful criminal organizations. Most importantly... Nobody knows he's married. His wife is Seraphina Vale. Their families arranged their marriage years ago to secure an alliance. Seraphina knew Lucien was involved in business, but never knew how deep it went. At home, he was her husband. He made coffee, remembered her favorite books, and listened to her. Sometimes, she almost forgot what kind of man he was. Until one night. Seraphina woke to the front door slamming downstairs. Voices followed. She stepped into the hallway. "Lucien?" Then his voice came from downstairs. "Get everyone out." His voice was too calm. Seraphina descended. Three men stood in the living room. One was bleeding. "Boss, she shouldn't be—" Lucien's expression changed. "Don't." Seraphina stared at her husband. "What happened?" "Go upstairs." "No." "Seraphina." "I asked what happened." Then the injured man laughed. "She really doesn't know, does she?" Lucien turned toward him. "Know what?" He smiled. "Ask your husband why half the city is looking for the person who betrayed him." Lucien went still. "You said nobody in your organization knew about me." "They didn't." "Then how does he know who I am?" Lucien didn't answer. And that silence told her everything. Someone leaked her name. Someone knew who she was. And whoever it was... Hadn't just betrayed Lucien. They had put his wife in the middle of a war.