Chapter 3

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*~ Yeah yeah,I know. Ohmygod! She FINALLY updated. >-> Anyway, hopefully you all remember that this is for mature audience only (18+) and that there is moderate to heavy vulgar language throughout the story. If you're not comfortable with that then I apologize but I am not changing the story.~*

~~Callum is pictured!~~

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I studied Adrian from across the room and noticed that he had changed suits, and this time it was dark purple. Not my first color choice, but Hades drag me to hell if I'm lying when I say that he looks sexy. I was lost in my thoughts as my eyes roamed over him until I looked at his drink. I recognized it to be some sort of latte that was extremely popular among the females, especially the younger ones. I smirked and walked over to him, never breaking eye contact. When I reached him, I grabbed the chair across from him and sat down, crossing my arms.

"Well hello there, Sweetheart," he smiled as he folded his hands.

"A purple suit? Really Cupcake?" I greeted in return.

He glanced down at his attire before he shrugged. He took a sip of his latte and raked his eyes over me.

"I ran into you quicker than I expected," he chuckled. "Done with tattooing my face onto your foot already?"

"I decided that I didn't want you tagging around everywhere with me."

I watched as his eyes darkened but before he could retort my hip radio went off.

"Unit 219," the female dsipatcher called. I grabbed the radio and answered before Callum.

"Unit 219."

"10-56 on Shelly Blvd, immediate response required."

"10-4, 76" I responded. I replaced the radio on my hip and glanced over my shoulder at Callum. He nodded and grabbed the coffees and I moved to stand up only to have Adrian snatch my wrist. I looked at him curiously.

"What was that about?" He inquired.

I shrugged in response and walked over to Callum, taking two of the coffees. Looks like Chief was going to have to settle for the microwave later. I settled into the passenger seat as Callum started the cruiser.

We arrived on scene and the sight that greeted us wasn't what I wanted to see before I got off work and had my weekend. There was a man in his forties running around screaming profanities and nonsense at the top of his lungs in the middle of the street while stumbling about. On top of it all, he was as naked as the day he was born. Callum sighed and pulled over onto the curb while I simply assessed the situation. We got out and approached the man who was now screaming at a tree and grabbing his manhood.

"Sir," I said as I approached. He stopped screaming and turned to face me. He didn't seem to care about anything that was happening around him as he stepped a few feet to the left and bent down by the bush to grab a bottle. He wasted no time in bringing it to his lips and chugging it.

"Sir put the bottle down now," I ordered. He shot me the middle finger and continued drinking.

"Drop the bottle and put your hands on your head," Callum demanded, taking over.

The man dropped the bottle but didn't comply with the rest of the order. Instead, his face was flushed and he looked enraged as he began to stomp toward us.

"Who do you think you are?" He screamed. "I just be minding my own life and wanted to take a walk and then you bastards show up. Always ruining my fun."

Callum and I shared a look. I was willing to bet this guy was over a 1.0 and he was a rowdy drunk.

"What do you gits have to be proud ef?" The man continued to scream. He then grabbed his manhood once more and began to furiously shake it in our direction. "Look at me! 'm better than yous!"

I rubbed my forehead and let out a furstrated sigh.

"Alright, sir," I called. "Here's what's going to happen. Detective Montes and I are going to take you into custody and we are going to transport you to the county jail, alright?"

"Fuck you!"

"Sir, I don't care if you're upset by this because right now you're baring yourself to the public and there are children that live in this area." Callum explained.

Callum and I began to move towards him when something caught the sunlight. 'Oh you've got to be kidding me,' I thought.

"Montes!" I bellowed, lunging for the intoxicated man.

Callum immediately sprang into action by restraining the man as I yanked the pocket knife away from him. I wasn't entirely sure where he was hiding it but I wasn't about to let him give me a demonstration. I quickly threw the weapon to the ground and yanked my handcuffs out, slapping them onto the man's wrists. I let Callum place the man into the backseat while I retrieved the blanket from the trunk so he wouldn't be naked.

After dropping the man off at the jail, we headed back to the station. The second we entered I started to make my way to my desk, deciding to skip on grabbing those files and reports I needed to look over for now. I rounded the corner and immediately ducked back behind the corner. On second thought, those reports are looking fantastic. I started to quickly put distance between my desk and I but my idiotic best friend blocked my escape.

"Whoa," he laughed. "Where's the fire?"

"Gilipollas (asshole)," I hissed. Callum's eyebrows shot up into his hairline. "Look at the visitor on my desk."

He looked at me before glancing behind me and searched for my desk. His eyes widened as he saw what I saw just moments ago. The Italian mob's boss was perched on the edge of my desk, obviously awaiting my return. Why he was in here I had no clue.

"What the hell is he doing in a police station?" Callum cried. He leaned to look again. " And willingly?!" I smacked his chest and he whined, rubbing the area that just suffered my wrath.

"Not so loud you dumb shit or he'll find me," I growled.

Callum rolled his eyes as he stood up straighter. "Where you off to? Got a hot date?"

"As a matter of fact, I do." I stuck my tongue out at him.

He smirked,"You guys gonna get freaky afterward?"

"Yeah," I snorted. "If I wanted paper cuts on my junior below."

Callum looked confused for a few moments and watched me as I walked toward a paper cubby that had my last name plastered on it. I retrieved a huge stack of papers and turned to face him, taking a file folder and fanned my face.

"Such a hot, hot date!" I teased. He flipped me the finger and walked off to Lucinda's desk. I turned back toward the cubbies to grab some red ink and a stamp and shook my head. I wouldn't be surprised if those two were getting freaky between the sheets themselves.

A hand landed on my shoulder and my gun was out of it's holdster and pressed against a chest faster than you could blink your eye. I tilted my head back slightly to see Adrian grinning down at me. I gave an irritated sigh before returning my weapon and marching towards my desk. I felt him following me and rolled my eyes.

I dropped the files onto my desk and plopped myself into my chair, totally ignoring Adrian. I hadn't arrested him and I didn't piss off any of his lackies. That I was aware of anyway.

"Detective Moser," Adrian began.I ignored him and flipped open a thick file folder, pulling out a notepad and pen.He cleared his throat but I continued to ignore him. I had a job to do and he came here unannounced anyway so he can either deal with it or leave. It was quiet as I scanned the papers in front of me and wrote down the bits of important information.

"Dominic," I jumped as I felt his hot breath fan my neck. I turned to face him and almost ended up kissing him, our faces were so close. I moved away half an inch, hoping he didn't notice.

"Van Benschoten," I replied tersely.

He briefly smiled before he moved off the desk and leaned down onto my chair's armrests, bringing our faces close together once more.

"I'm a man who get what he wants," he began. "You know that,right?"

"I am also aware that you are trying to have something work in your favor from this conversation and based on our position, it has to do with me." I guessed. He raised an eyebrow and smirked.

"My, a smart one aren't we?" He chuckled. I glared at him.

"I presume you understand that I am not one to simply comply with your whims and I won't go down without a fight?" I asked. An emotion danced in his eyes that I couldn't quite place.

"Oh I know very well, tesoro," he purred. "That's why I'm giving you a choice."

I watched him carefully as he assessed me before he licked his lips and continued.

"Either you go on one date with me and listen to what I have to say to you," he held up a hand to stop me from interrupting. "Or I find out where you live. Then I can just play the big bad capo famiglia and give you a rough fuck."

I was stunned for a minute or two before I finally began to think it over. Let's see: lose my butt virginity, practically have him pulverize me, or attend a (hopefully) harmless evening with him to have food.

Well...............here goes nothing.

"Looks like you have yourself a date," I smirked.









Story edit: 12/25/2018

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