*The name is subjected to change some time in the future, I'm just trying this out to see how it works out. *
Raelyn Royal, at the age of 20, knew that she had found the one. The one being 22 year old Landon Silas, the exotic foreigner that started...
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At the top is Raelyn and this fine male is Landon.
Not far off the coast of England in an abandon ship yard, a male voice can be heard grunting and groaning. A sweet but somewhat sadistic laugh can be heard, over the groans of the man. It's obvious that something is happening to this man. Some short time later, three men leave the warehouse. The air is stagnant; the night time sky is somewhat brighter than it has ever been. There are two people left in the warehouse the man who was groaning and the woman with the sweet laugh.
Raelyn casually glanced at the male sitting across from her, his hands handcuffed behind the back of the chair. He was hunched over in his chair, his black jeans ripped and his black shirt had its own fair share of holes. His curly dark brown hair, borderline black, bouncing up and down as he coughed up blood. She looked him up and down, almost seductively, before bringing the red lollipop to her lips. The only thing in-between them just being distance. Uncrossing her legs, she leaned closer to the man, close enough for her lips to be directly beside the males' ear.
Raelyn slowly took the lollipop out of her mouth, making sure to make a soft 'pop' sound before tilting her head for her lips to be closer to the man's ear.
"And they told me marriage would be a breeze." She whispered low, her voice filled with amusement.
This earned her a deep chuckle from the man, as he struggled to lift his head up. Leaning back a bit, Raelyn placed her hand under his chin and lifted it up slightly. She used her free hand to gently move he stray curls threatening to cover his face from her.
Everything about his face was sharp, his jawline, his eyes...everything. That's what Raelyn loved, she loved how sharp this man was, how he could almost read all of her moves. His stormy gray eyes looked her up and down. Noticing the tight-fitted black pants that she was wearing and her tight black crop-top. He let his eyes wander a bit, noticing the dark red heels that she was wearing.
"Rae you know better, how many times have I told you? You aren't allowed to wear such clothes during an interrogation." The man grinned, eyes alight as he struggled to get the cuffs off, "Un-cuff me, now."
"Landon, don't try to use that tone with me." Raelyn frowned, her grip tightening on his chin.
Landon scoffed at that, and before Raelyn had even managed to comprehend there was a clack and Landon was out of his chair.
Raelyn quickly stood up, pushing away her chair as she did so. Landon was already on the move, as he pushed her hard enough for her back to be against the wall.
"Don't seduce the enemy then." Landon growled, slamming both his hands on either side of Raelyn. Raelyn rose her eyebrow, but was met with the same face before Landon leaned over and kissed her lips hard.
Raelyn wasn't about to lose or be overwhelmed, she bit his lip. Effectively stopping him from going further, "Honey stop," she breathed, "I'm at work" before elbowing him hard in chest.
Landon backed up clutching his chest for a second before smiling widely at his wife. He stood up straight and rolled his shoulders back. "Sorry babe, but now I'm going to have to hurt you."
"You know; I love it when you talk rough with me. When I get the location of that file, let's go on vacation."
