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TRAPPED BY THE BAD COP

Chapter 2 An offering of bounds

Word Count: 656    |    Released on: 10/05/2025

dcuffs. What she

fered-

e polished wood of a dining table too long for two people. Ford Wilson had set

dn't to

to the chair across from her. "But yo

y unraveled in stages, each refusal shaving away slivers of con

Just watching. Like if she could name the monst

ffing me," she

N

ot callin

t nee

the hell ar

he muscles in his forearms flexed sub

beautiful girl like you doing bleed

the knee was smeared red. Shallow cut. Prob

than it is,"

sound concerne

ntimate, like smoke after a fire. The kind th

r much more visceral than the pain ripping into her leg right now,bu

" he

N

't get to walk out until I underst

a fucking

le are just better at p

ike a needle threading through her skin, stitchi

m nobody. A broke idiot who made a

ticked, jus

" he said, voice low

erate. Calculated. She felt her pulse jackhammer as

sed the system. Half the city's afraid to say my name ou

dn't a

sent you?

N

lls

alright? I don't even know you. I didn't do this for revenge or some vigilante

flinch. Di

"is the most dangerou

You think I get off breaking windows and crawlin

omething shifting. Unpredictable. Beautifu

aid quietly. "But no

A version of the world where he wasn

want t

"But wanting does

estraining her. Just leaving as if he trusted she wouldn't run. And the worst part

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