Chapter - 3

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~Damien Volkov~

I walk into the room to see Agent Davis with a panicked expression on her face as she was looking out the window.

I call out for her hoping to snap her out of it but it takes her a while and my voice getting gradually higher to catch her attention.

Once she does she seems almost startled, looking at me with....dare I say curiosity? Attraction? I don't know honestly but she doesn't stop there she does the classic from top to bottom look her gaze almost burning my skin as she watched every inch of my clothed body closely. Now don't get me wrong I know I'm attractive, I've been told it by many many women before, I've had this exact look done on me more times than I can remember since I was usually drunk most of the time but it was never this intense. Never this overwhelming.

But god knows I'm in no place to judge her because I know damn well I've caught myself catching glimpses of her at the office or probably tried to sneak a look at her...uhm. I mean can you blame me? Have you seen that woman. She's a drop dead gorgeous Latina with long legs and a beautiful hourglass figure her light brown locks go down to her waist but she usually wears it up in a ponytail just like she has it today. She has piercing grey eyes you can't just get lost in for days and never wanna go back to the real world and to top it all off lusciously full rosy lips, lips that just begged you to kiss them. God.

Fuck.

I can't be doing this I know I can't my life is too complicated I can't and I will not let myself drag anyone into my mess.

I try to act casual and ask if she found any evidence or something that can help us with who might have done this but before she could even reply or answer my question she was rudely interrupted when the oh-so-pleasant sound of Nik's voice. Asshole. I thought to myself as I turned to face him. He had his signature smirk on his face which alarmed me that he most probably—no definitely—has a bad idea that I would not be able to get myself out of.

I swear on my life if I didn't love that fucker he would have probably had a bullet through his skull right now.

He pulls me aside from the chaos and while everyone surrounds the corpse and starts doing their given tasks I am forced to face his face when he just idiotically giggles like a 5-year-old girl whose crush just said hey to.

"Oh, Damien Damien Damien soooo Agent Davis?"

"Shut up asshole"

"Awww did I interrupt your little moment ohh how sorry I am damy boo "

"Nik don't fuck with me plus my name here is Agent Daniel Miller so don't blow our cover because if you do I'll blow your brains"

He whimpers like a scared puppy and now that gets me laughing.

"Seriously bro not cool you're scary as shit your eyes get all dark and you have 'I will murder you without hesitation' look chill damy you legit need to get laid the tension is getting to you, how about we go to strip club later tonight you clearly need a break and you need to get some plus it's the weekend so we don't have work tomorrow "

That nickname. I hate it. With a blinding passion.

"How many times do I need to tell you not to call me that and no I can't be at a strip club these days I need to focus I can't be distracted "

"Wowww hold on there did damy boo just decline an offer to see half-naked women twerking? holy shit the world is ending! " he starts laughing at his own joke and I just roll my eyes then he goes to continue "but like full seriousness here what's got ur balls in a knot" I stand there just staring at him not giving him and answer then he gives me that face that indicates he put two and two together. Fuck I'm screwed.

"It doesn't have to do with a certain Latina Agent now does it, " he says wiggling his brows at me.

Yeah definitely screwed now.

"No it doesn't you know I can't fuck with people here and I don't date I can't risk it I don't wanna put someone else through my bullshit." I pause for a second then I sigh continuing " and they'd probably go running for the hills right after they find out...things. hen they find out life isn't all rainbows and sunshine here at least not with me "

He looks at me with pity in his eyes. I hated being pitted I didn't like people feeling sorry for me I got out I'm okay now it's all over with and in the past. But then again anyone would feel that way after hearing my sob story.

"Damy you can't be so harsh on yourself all of what happened is not your fault you can't blame yourself for it your whole life and I've said it before and I'll say it again the right one will stay and about the club that wasn't a question it's either we go or I cut your balls off shove em' up ur ass" he giggled again then continued "oh wait what balls am I gonna cut off not like you have any" he went on again laughing at his own joke. Meanwhile while I was really struggling not to roll my eyes but I just couldn't so I did it anyway and chuckled "wanna bet on that you fucker?" I said smirking.

"Don't threaten me with a good time" he said then we stood there for a second before we burst down laughing as if we just watched a kid fall. Yes, it's funny fuck off.

Once we calmed down he looked at me and gave me a serious look "Damy boo we're going to the club and that's final. I'm leaving before you give me that look cause' I ain't tryna piss my pants here" that last statement trailed off as he walked away from me and into the investigation room.

The rest of the investigation team soon filled the room after my so-called conversation with Nik and seems like I'm gonna be going to the strip club today. How fun.

Davis walked up to me a few minutes ago to question me about a few details related to the victim and then asked me to pass by her office later to work on some papers they're gonna need for the case.

She really shouldn't have because since I heard my name—well my fake name anyways but these days it's starting to actually feel like my own—escape her beautiful lips, my brain refused and I repeat refused to let my eyes leave her. It was driving me insane I couldn't be distracted for fuck's sake but damn it was different with the magnificent woman standing in front of me. Maybe Nik was right about me needing a good fuck.

But deep down I knew the horrifying reality that the woman in front of me isn't about to let me off just that easy and that terrified me.

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Nadine

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