Romance with My Policeman Boyfriend

e falling for you,

dar and replied, "Hmm, not bad. On

ell into

me to realize I had

ting, he was the police office

receiving sexually harassing

. But as time went on, these calls increased from two or three a day to seven or eight, mostly

I decided to report it to the

days, they had results, before which I have only

ess and the sender's

d, handing me a

website, leaving your ph

h was from Kellan Barnett's house. The account ID

ven bother to

pponent was able to seduce and stea

estigious university, lost

ds... Miss R

the one who took my case at the station that day. This one seemed eve

es seemed to end up

the left chest of his

ort that they leaked my

only distracted

reporting? W

t girlfriend. This IP is from his house

ced at me, his eyes

e I had seen those e

ngratulate me for getting rid of the scumbag a

schievous smile appeared on his lip

, I almost forgot the scorching summer outside. As I ope

adn't set yet. I stood by the roadside with

ct to catch a cab. But wher

ht. Instinctively, I stepped back, but th

in TV dramas, and I also heard its noisy roar in the office.

off his helmet and smiled a

ng, your bike

shirt and black jeans, shedding the serio

I'll give y

uble yourself,

arnestly, then flashed a vibrant smile at me, the suns

t I stepped forward, took the he

u, Office

ight, don'

ely, I reached out to hold Timothy's wa

s soon as I released my grip, the bike accelerated, and I leaned back due to inert

wkward, he didn't

note Timothy handed me befo

n a police officer's number

e letter by letter and clicked search

n hour

ice that Timothy accep

for taking me hom

"You're

but found that he only showed posts from the last thre

overies

dence, imposed administrative penalties on the parties involved, and the

he wicked woul

e of the result just befor

to the mall next to the office building to shop and mu

d dish after dish, and when I was feeling a bit stuffed,

restimate

d was told that dishes alread

d-earned, wasting

snapped a picture of the tabl

several needed, Golden Eagle Mal

someone followed the

Sarah R

his arm, quite overweight, with a big belly, bald

ing a bit scared but k

on in the photo. If it's not

e wrong person. Besides, I

ig guy blocked my way, pushing me back

uch food on the tab

omeone

l before. You must hav

oudly with a sob in my voice, hoping the waiter wo

're just doing a job for someone w

ey pay you? I'll

ated, but we have ou

it less pain

of the corner of my eye, I saw two p

ruptly and sh

at the bald guy was a notorious thug in the area. The store manager had been w

rs, someone walked towar

anger, staring straight at the bald guy without say

at, " the bald guy immediately changed

voice was icy, giving of

t doing business, we can't

hat busines

a woman, phone num

ed my fists and whispe

Officer Smith to the sta

ng, we didn't

no

ng me, I waved at the ba

frowning, "Borrowing m

ing to be arrogan

ng, but why was Timothy holding ba

and post less on social media." He finally stifl

alized and pointed at t

e you eaten? ... How

r after getting the report during off-work time,

ar, finally concluding, "So you

lly ordere

tive to reduce food waste? Order

d vigor

om me, picking up a piece of bacon w

handsome. Watching him swallow the food, his Adam's apple mov

help but sw

had seen this man before,

some

me swallowing, and

ust watchin

like ham

es

eating hamb

of us, but those t

boyfriend eloped, so I

time when yo

e anyone to ea

nting to slap myself. Timothy frowned at

no, I mea

e. Having someone to eat with would be gr

othy offered to take me home,

you show me around?" I shouted, sitting on the

ont nodded and c

ycle blew away the unple

hing the white motorcycle weave through the cit

ntil midnight, don

tly on the phone, my exc

d Officer Harding from

ou for today. I'll call a

, "It's quite remote here,