𝑵𝒐 𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒔

Chapter 1

A/N: This chapter contains content some may find triggering, such as attempted S.A and forced coercion, reader discretion advised.
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Santiago

"What do you got for me Robby" I drawled out, sipping on my hundredth coffee today, "Aggravated S.A victim waiting for a statement, fuckers in custody, and you won't fucking guess who it is."

He threw a file towards me, a scowl escaped me seeing the spoiled bastard's face. "Malcolm fucking Lincoln" I growled out.

I flipped open the report and started going through it, eyes sharpening reading what transpired. Rob blew out a breath and turned to me.

"I got a chance to talk to the victim and Santi." His gaze darkened, "She's tiny, if it weren't for some bystanders calling it in she wouldn't have stood a chance."

I took in his words, looking at the forensic photographs of the victim, it was clear as day that the bruises she had all around weren't inflicted by her like the smug bastard told the cops.

"Has she talked to anyone at all?" I drawled out, flipping through the pages, my pulse halted seeing her face, Tigresa?

Robby sighed, "Flores is with her right now, she's still pretty shaken up about it so I told her whenever she's ready we can proceed." I flipped to her information,
Serena Delgado.

Rob studied me, taking in the tightness of my body and the darkness I knew my eyes held, "We'll catch that son of a bitch, with this we have enough evidence to show that the fucker is sick, he even tried to tell the officers she came on to him."

With that, I left my coffee on my desk and headed towards where Rob said the victim was, seeing a female officer rubbing her back for comfort.

Familiar ebony curls greeted me, taking in her slender neck that had a large handprint bruise. I stiffened upon meeting her eyes, the bright amethyst orbs that never left my mind gazed upon me, slightly widening in shock at seeing me.

The officer glanced up at me and squeezed her hands, "Sweetheart this is Detective Diaz, like I said he's going to be the one in charge of your case." She swallowed and sheepishly met my gaze, stretching her hand out to me, "Pleasure to meet you Detective."

My gaze sharpened at the empty look in her sparkling eyes, I took her hand in a firm grip squeezing lightly, forcing myself to ignore the sparks through my body.

"Pleasure is all mine Miss Delgado, is it all right if I ask you some questions?" I saw her hitch a breath and run her hands on her thighs, giving me a small nod before glancing down.

"If you need anything at all I'll be right over there, okay sweetheart?" Said Flores, giving her hands a small squeeze, Serena returned the sentiment and gave her a soft thank you before she got up to leave, leaving her and I alone.

I took a seat across from her where Flores was just at and studied her for a moment. She was even more beautiful than I remember her, taking in her small frame made my mind replay Rob's words. He's about twice her fucking size.

My fists clenched at the scene before me, her pale skin was covered with dark bruises, the grey spaghetti strap shirt she had on exposed her midriff and shoulders, displaying her toned and ample body. Her light jean shorts showed off her thick thighs, the image of anyone putting their filthy hands on her made me too trigger friendly.