YN's point of view
I groaned and got out of my car. I looked to the police station and rolled my eyes. Obviously, to be able to get money from your father whom is a police officer, you have to go to the police station and ask him for money. I grabbed my phone and tried to call him to at least try to make him walk out and give it to me but of course he doesn't answer.
I finally decided to walk in and ask him just like each time wishing he wouldn't use "I'm busy" as an excuse. I made my way to the police station and walked straight to his office. The first thing I saw was someone being pushed down by my dad while he yells at him and that just traumatized me.
"Dad!" I cut the rope and made the whole room silent. Alright maybe I talked a little louder than I should.
Jason's point of view
When I looked up at who called this fucked dad, I got fucked. How does a man like him make someone like her. She was one of these type of people that makes you fall on your knees as soon as you see her.
"YN! What are you doing here." As much as he was mad and angry of her presence here, I was happy and thankful of her coming. She was gorgeous.
"I-I came to ask you for money." She softly said and took a quick glare at me then looked back at him which made me giggle. Then I knew that she was one of the type of girls that act innocent but in bed they are wild as fuck. The more I think of the way she was having sex, the more the desire of trying it with her grew.
Their convention carried on but I was only paying attention to her beauty and then the father, whom is the fucker police office that arrested me, walked away to his office room and for some reasons, she didn't follow him, she walked closer to me.
YN's point of view
I walked closer to him and sat down right next to his hand that was handcuffed to the bench.
"Hey." I said, looked into his eyes. He had them eyes that made you feel so lost, the eyes that are the colour of the ocean that you wouldn't mind getting drowned in. He was hot and all I wanted to do was talk to him.
"Hey." He responded and his tone of voice gave me chills.
"Why are you here?" I asked. Maybe this question sounded dumb but his answer made me feel like a moron.
"Having a picnic under the sun." He said with a small smirk in the corner of his lips. His answer made me feel uncomfortable to even talk to him again. Then I found myself asking why am I talking to a criminal. "I'm here because your father bought me here." He added.
"Yeah but why?" My curiosity asked.
"You probably wouldn't want to know that." He responded and it got me frustrated. Why was he so cocky talking and why is he answering with things that made me feel uncomfortable.
"How do you know that? Maybe I do." And again my respond sounded pathetic.
My answer somehow got him to giggle and then he said something that made my heart drop.
"If you really want to find out maybe you should meet me behind this building tomorrow morning."
"How do you know you will be out of here before tomorrow morning?" I asked, feeling smart for the first time since I started my conversation with him, but it only lasted for a few seconds.
"Because it isn't my first time."
-the next morning-
Yesterday's convention with that kid was the only thing I thought about the whole rest of the day and the only thing I've been thinking about today. All I know is that he told me to meet him behind the police station in the morning. But I didn't realize that he dis thing give me a specific hour so I didn't know when to go. I just decided to give it a try anyways and go.
When I arrived behind the police station and got out of the car, I didn't see anyone. The place was empty and full of dust and I was so scared for my dad to see me here.
"So you came." I gasped when someone whispered in my ears and automatically turned around to face the kid from yesterday with the same smirk. "See? I told you I'd be out before today." I didn't know what to say, I was only staring at his eyes and lips not knowing which feature is more attractive. "Didn't know a guy like yours could make a cake like you." He said and leaned closer and my heart dropped feeling like he was going to kiss me but all he did was lick his bottom lip then bit into it.
Jason's point of view
All I was doing was stare at her and how beautiful she was and all I wanted to so was place my lips on my own and just kiss them but something in me told me not to. She seemed so innocent and her dad is a cop.
"You're so...weird." She said out of nowhere.
I giggled and shook my head then leaned against her car and tugged my hands into my pockets. "Why are you saying that?"
"Because somehow you are a criminal but you look like..." she groaned. "You just don't look like a criminal."
"Do criminals have a formal look now or what?" I bit onto my bottom lip looking into hers.
"No but like..." she didn't know what to say and I enjoyed it.
"So YN, in case you didn't get my name and I know yours, it is Jason. Jason McCann." I backed up from her car and placed my fingers right closer to her hand, at the same time, I leaned closer to her ear and let my hot breathe hit it before whispering "Ask your father about me." I smirked.
YN's point of view
Just having him so close to me made me have chills down my spin and caused my eyes to close. I knew he wasn't touching me but feeling his hot breath in my ear and his hot skin so close to me made me have so much daydreams in the meantime then I ever did. I closed my eyes and let my wild imagination get the best of me. His lips on mine, his skin laying on top of mine, his hot, soft skin. His moist lips nibbling on my earlobe whole his hot breathe hit my ear. His fingers running up and down on my naked body under his and his dirty words whispers filling the room. His fingers were grazing my skin and I didn't know if that was only in my head or if he was really doing that. The reality and what was going on in my head both got mixed and I didn't know what was real anymore.
"Are you okay there?" He smirked with a little laugh escaping his mouth. Then I knew that this was the beginning of something dangerous
