EUPHORIA : SECOND CHANCE AT LOVE

ching on my computer, I checked the CCTV footage. The man bastard Milo Bastian opens my house with a c

ame from an unknown number. " Here is my file before you ask your

ing bastard" yet I was incl

d for years, and his wealth was unimaginable. He owned businesses, malls, and

change in the lock. Having Milo Bastian access to my home was not good for

e kisser. But the danger that came with the Mob could cost me my career and life. It was impossible and against all my principles. Yet I was attracted to him. I had seen detectives

ere was pin-drop silence as they all gave me weird looks. In my years of working, I was used to people judging me, but I did no

have a visitor in your office. I have been trying

ned in disbelief. Within twenty-four hours, Milo Bastian had managed to surprise him. What was even

orning,

ords were out

me with such eyes. I closed the office door hurriedly and turned back to Bastian, b

ip my dear detective" His

them on the side desk, and

o cups of coffee" From the corner of my eyes I watched Milo Bastian raise himself and sit on the corner desk. I though

back on my chair and asked hi

you. And I just can't resist your charm. Do you

nsion. Chemistry. Feelings. All at once rushing between us. I looked away

one charged. I sent you files this morning on the Prime minister's son's drug

led throughout the office. The news was music to my ears, bu

stian. It was flashy”

t to know me better, there is

ocked on the door and walked into the office with a charger

eyebrow at Milo Bastian. He smiled and

swindle anyone, and I cleared my throat, forcing Amani to rush out of the room in embarrassment. I shook my head

is sweet,” Mil

” The words were

ing” Milo Bastian’s eye

sed the file that he had sent. The informatio

eeting with the Chief to discuss this. I prefer to ke

d “It's Time to ta