He owns the team. He runs the empire.
And the league just sent me to audit his books.

Sloane Harper is the best financial auditor the NPHL has. Thorough. Relentless. Impossible to charm. So when the league flags irregularities in the New York Reapers’ finances, she’s the one they send to Brooklyn.

Lorcan Gallagher is waiting for her.

Eldest son of a dead Irish crime boss. Owner of the Reapers. The kind of man who wears three-piece suits with scarred knuckles and makes grown men step out of his path without being asked. He’s polished. He’s courteous. And every word out of his mouth is calculated.

Sloane sees through all of it. The too-clean books. The buried vendor files. The way he keeps appearing at her door with coffee he shouldn’t know how she takes.

She pulls the thread anyway.

Then someone tries to kill her — and leaves his monogrammed cufflink at the scene.

Sloane runs. New name. Cash apartment. Phone off. Because the man she was falling for is the only one who could have ordered it. At least… that's what the evidence says.

Except Lorcan Gallagher doesn’t let go.

He finds her in two days. He doesn’t knock. He parks across the street in the dark and watches her building every night — standing in the cold until dawn, because he’s the only thing between her and the people who actually want her dead.

She has no idea he’s there. Watching.

The Captain is a scorching dark mafia hockey romance featuring an obsessive crime boss who watches from the shadows, a fearless auditor who dismantles his empire one spreadsheet at a time, and a suspense-laced love story that will keep you up past midnight. Dual POV. Standalone with a guaranteed happily ever after.

Perfect for readers who love:
• Dark mafia heroes who would burn it all down for her
• Hockey sports romance — the man in the owner's box runs more than a team
• Stalker romance — he watched her every night and she never knew
• Obsessive hero meets a heroine who won’t back down
• Suspense, secrets, and slow burn that detonates