"The minute you stepped into the lions den."

"I'm not afraid of you Saint Santana, you know you won't harm me..if you could you would've did that a while ago."

"Push me to the edge and I'll show you."he said as his grip tightened.

"Fuck you nigga"

"Oh so it's fuck me now? Shut the fuck up bitch."

I don't why but I did it...I slapped the shit out of him.

in a blink of an eye he grabbed my neck and pinned me against the wall.

The look he had in his eyes was one I had never seen before.

Even though it was painful it turned me on.

I smiled and slipped my hands into his wife beater feeling on his abs.

"This is what I want, tough love."

"Who said I love you?"he asked.

"We don't gotta be inlove...I just wanna be your girl, love is in the mind, it's not real."I shrugged as he removed his hands from my neck.

I hugged around his waist and buried my head in his chest.

"You crazy."he mumbled.

"I know, you turned me crazy."

He lifted my chin and kissed me if only he knew he can get anything out of me.

I let go of his body.

"I can not get the image out of my head."I mumbled.

He pulled me back towards him and kissed me again"you want me to put you in therapy or sum?"

This nigga play too much.

"No."I shook my head.

"What's that?"he asked looking at my tiny waist...he stared at the exposed skin that showed below my tank top.

"What's what?"

"It's purple."

"You think you gentle in bed?"I asked "Saint be serious, all that choking and neck sucking you be doing should be illegal."

He chuckled and left soft kisses on my neck "my bad, I'll be gentler."

"I'm going for dinner with a friend, don't have your guys follow me and removed the tracker on my car."

"You going to your cop boyfriend ain't it?"

"I need to talk to him regardless, I need them to believe that I'm still on this case."

He nodded "hurry up and get back, I'm horny."

"Shut up."I laughed heading to the door.

I got into my car and drove to the police department.

I walked in and headed into Dmitris office.

I went inside without knocking.

"Saint told me to kill a man in order to prove my loyalty to him."

"And you did it?"Dmitri asked.

"I had no choice, it's either I killed him or I would never have access to Saint Santana."

Dmitri sighed "fuck Evelynn, they were considering dropping your cases for all the effort you have put into the Santana case and now you have killed somebody?"

"They don't need to know that."I shook my head.

"Saint is fucking crazy man fuck." Dmitri shook his head "and you decided to do it?"

"Dmitri I never had a fucking choice."

"There's always a choice."he mumbled "okay look, I'm working hard to get charges dropped against you, if I work hard enough, I can do it."

"And the murder?"

"The murder never happened"he said walking towards me"you didn't kill anyone, it never happened"

"What if?"

"No if buts and maybes, you are guilty of no such thing, now leave and go to Saint before he starts wondering where you went..and remember Evelynn, don't fumble this shit, I'm way too close to getting them to have mercy on you."

"He knows where I am."I sat on the table.

"That's a first."

"How's your wife."I asked out of sheer curiously.

"She's good, she's excited-"

Just then there was a knock on the door.

"I'm sorry let me get that."he mumbled getting up and heading to open.

A girl with long brown curly hair with  eyes of emerald green stood there with a lunch box that seemed like it contained home made food.

"Hey baby."she kissed Dmitri.

She walked inside and looked at me sitting on his desk, I could tell she took it the wrong way.

"Evelyn meet my wife, my wife meet Evelyn."

She gave me a fake smile "nice to see you."

"Yeah you too."I said sarcastically.

"And the tapes?"Conan asked.

"I'll find a way to get them"

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