I'm Ivy. Twenty-six. Receptionist by day, content creator by night—and yes, the explicit kind that pays for this fancy London flat.I'm also convinced my new neighbor is in the mafia.The tailored suits, the dark brooding stares, the way he moves through our building like he owns it? All very mobster energy. So naturally, I investigate. I document. I theorize. I'm thorough.What I don't know is that Lucian—the devastatingly gorgeous CEO who just moved in next door—has already investigated me. He recognized me the moment he saw me. He's been a paying subscriber to my content under a fake name. He knows exactly what I look like when I'm confident, uninhibited, and completely unaware he's watching.And he wants me. Not just the version of me online—the real me.The problem? I still think he's a criminal. He knows my deepest secret. And when the banter in the hallway turns into late-night conversations and stolen kisses, when "just casual" starts feeling dangerously real, everything falls apart.A scorching neighbors-to-lovers romance about secrets, sexual confidence, and what happens when two people investigate each other and end up falling instead.