The Enemy's Embrace (On-going)

Prologue

I am a Police Officer

He is the most wanted criminal

He is an enemy. I loathe him.
But when he barged into my house, eat my favorite cake, sleep in my bed without my permission, dropped bloods on my newly bought carpet. Something changed.

I should be following rules. I should be putting him behind bars. I should be arresting him. What's happening now?

He is an enemy, yes. But why am I keeping him? Why am I breaking rules for him? Why am I protecting him?
He is dangerous. But why do I feel safe when I'm with him? Why do I feel secured between his arms?

This is not right.

I must be insane, yeah, insane, for I find comfort in the enemy's embrace, my enemy's embrace.