The story follows a rookie police who joined..to make the world a better place instead became a waitress for the Cyber department. After the recent deaths of multiple innocent lives.
The police department gets hacked by a stupid hacker...who's a cos...
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CW: Mentions of hickey. Sfw?
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Sorry it's freaky but the upcoming chapters will be too angst. (Don'tsayingdidn't warn you)
You giggled mischievously, holding the keys just out of Kinich’s reach as you perched on the edge of the bike. “You want the keys? You’ve got to catch me first!” you teased, your heart racing at the thrill of the moment.
Kinich narrowed his eyes, a cold, calculating look settling on his face as he leaned closer, his breath brushing against your skin. “Juat why Y/n?” His voice was smooth, almost low enough to send shivers down your spine, yet you could feel the tension radiating between you.
You gulped, your pulse quickening as he climbed onto the bike, positioning himself right above you. “W-What are you doing?” you stammered, your heart pounding. He was so close, so dangerously close, and that cold demeanor of his felt like a warm blanket against the cool night air.
“Just making sure you understand the seriousness of this,” he replied, his voice laced with a teasing edge. “Now, about those keys…”
You felt a rush of warmth flooding your cheeks as you looked up at him, his intense gaze locking onto yours. “I-I’m not giving them to you that easily!” you replied, your playful bravado wavering under his piercing stare.
