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In Love With The Agent (Knox Police Force #3)
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In Love With The Agent – Knox Police Force 3
My job may have brought us together, but it may be the one thing that separates us in the end.
This is a Steamy, Sweet, Short Story Romance! Each one in the series can be read on its own. No Cliffhangers! If you love short romances with insta love, hot love scenes, and a sweet story, then this one is for you.
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“Get your hands up!” I scream into the doorway of the house that looks like it’s about to fall down all around me. It was supposed to be a simple serving of papers. That’s it. An order of protection. I guess one of these assholes decided to beat up his girlfriend last night.
My partner and I served the papers and before the door closed we heard someone screaming for help from the back of the house.
Pulling my gun, I tell my partner, “Call for backup.”
“Who is screaming?” I demand of the man. He’s cocky and doesn’t even look surprised or scared that I’m holding a 22 Glock in his face.
“I didn’t hear anything.” He smirks at me while lifting his shoulders in a shrug.
“Get down on the ground. Down on the ground!” I yell.
I hear my partner stuttering into his radio what is happening. He is a rookie, on the job for two weeks and I don’t think he’s ready for this.
The man I’m holding a gun on starts to drop to his knees and once there he just smiles brightly at me. I hear a loud thud behind me, but don’t take my eyes off the man.
“Put the gun down or I will shoot you,” a voice behind me says calmly. I can feel the barrel of his gun pushing against the back of my head. I put my hands up and he grabs the gun.
“Get inside.” He pushes me into the house and when I turn the corner I look back and my partner is lying on the porch with blood pouring out of his head. My only thought is, I hope he called for backup.
I get shoved again and this time, I fall to my knees into a room with three men sitting around the room. The house is a disaster. There are beer bottles and ashtrays all over the coffee table. I look around the room, trying to get details of each man in case I get out of this alive.
“What do you want me to do with her, boss?” the man with the gun on me asks.
The boss, I assume, gets up and approaches me. I see the glint in his eyes and the flare of arousal on his face. I almost vomit in my mouth knowing exactly what scum like this could do to me.
His hand goes down to stroke my hair and lands on the side of my face, pulling my chin up so I have no choice but to look at him.
“Looks like you got yourself into a mess,” he states before squatting down in front of me. His face is right in front of me and I can feel his hot, nasty breath tickle my nose. “So how do you plan to get out of it?”
His hand goes to my shoulder and then down my arm. I feel him stroke the side of my breast and on instinct I rear my head back and headbutt the ‘boss,’ knocking him backwards. Almost instantly, every man in the room jumps to their feet, towering over me. I look to each one of them and see their violent expressions. When I get to the fourth man, he’s looking back at me but he doesn’t have the same look on his face as the others. He’s looking at me with curiosity… and possession. He’s a big man. He has brown hair and blue eyes. Why am I noticing his eyes? His face is covered with a beard and his arms are covered in tattoos. His stare is intense. And even when I hear the ‘boss’ hollering, I can’t take my eyes off the man in front of me.
The minute she stumbled into the room, I felt it. My heart started beating rapidly and I felt the quick, swift pounding in my chest. I catch my breath when I see her fall to her knees. I force myself to sit here, stay still without bringing attention to myself. I have to come up with a plan.
She’s in a police uniform with her long blond hair pulled into a ponytail. Her lips are cherry red, making me wonder if it’s really their natural color. She’s a curvy woman and she looks fierce. If she’s scared, she’s not showing it. I watch as the boss man approaches her and I know that I only have minutes before all hell will break lose.
When he squats in front of her and his hand slides across her breast, my hands tighten around the gun in my holster. I, like everyone else in the room, am surprised when she headbutts him to the ground. When we all jump to our feet and she looks at each of us, I can’t take a breath until I feel her eyes on me. When she does finally look at me, I release the breath I’ve been holding and my heart beats erratically in my chest. Sirens start sounding outside, indicating that the police are close. But I know these men have nothing to lose. They will kill her before turning themselves in. Her only hope is me.