Grey's POV Detective Spinner was a man in his early forties whose cigarette vice was poorly hidden in the cheap cologne he sprayed two layers too much of and the gum he smacked rather annoyingly. Running a hand through his balding hair and offering a weak smile of realization, his attempted charms
"Your tasks have been emailed to you." Her brows knitted before she looked to the hallway outside my office, ultimately moving to close the door, before returning to me. Giving her a look less than satisfactory, I reopened it and returned to my desk. "What is going on with you? Did the detective s
Elodie's POV This is probably the first time in my entire life that I was not tearing through my closet for the 'perfect' outfit for this date. If anything, it could be labeled as the easiest one of my life as I had no intention of doing anything but distracting myself from the last few days. Whil
My eyes scanned the sea of people in hopes of finding a means of conversation but instead found a figure outlined as if my eyes were only ever meant to find him. My breath hitched, my skin warmed, and my tongue became dry in my mouth. Maybe it was because it was the first time I'd seen him in anythi
"I kept him at work because he spent the first half of the day searching 'cars' in place of doing his actual job. He couldn't get into your complex easily because I chose a place where that was kind of the point," He began to stalk towards me, not stopping even as my back was flush with the door. "A
Grey's POV It didn't matter that I stayed outside her apartment for another night. The guilt that remained continued well into the next day. Looking over a new case that came upon my desk early this morning, I couldn't help but reread the first sentence in repetition with my distracted thoughts. My
Elodie's POV I had every intention of walking into the day completely exiling myself from Grey Alluna. It didn't mean I kept from noticing his current visitor and the way he tensed as if the person was Lucifer himself. I'd never seen that look in his eyes before as he straightened from behind his d
"You have a choice. One of three...You can claim your pretty little Moonwhore until she's truly yours. Let one of us...Or win. What's a few more bodies on your already crimson conscience?" He looked to the floor between us, not quite able to meet my eyes as I was desperate for him to see mine. "He