𝐒𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐌 𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑𝐒

7

Y/n's POV

"Let me go in by myself." I tell Nines outside the room, "Lieutenant, it may be dangerous." He leans to me, I take a step back against the wall, my skin still tingly from the kisses he planted on my neck. Maybe it was an urge for more, or maybe that's just what happens, but either way, it somehow left me wanting more of that kind of love from him.

Was it bad to think this way? Was it dirty? Was it... wrong? Is there something wrong with me? Do all girls think this way? I knew I shouldn't be feeling this way, because he is an android, I am a human, and I know that he would never turn deviant for me.

"I'll just call for you if I need you." I say, "What if they threaten to kill you... and he... someone makes you do things you don't want to?" Nines says, in a soft whisper.

"I'll get out of there. I promise." I say, "Be very careful Lieutenant, I don't want you to be hurt." He rests his hand on my shoulder, his thumb rubbing soft, reassuring circles.

Nines takes a few steps from the door, as I knock on it, at first, nothing, and then I hear footsteps coming to the door.

A man practically jerks it open, a scowl on his face, his expression fades to a small smile.

"Is it her?" A man from inside asks, "No boss, but it's one prettier than the whore you had before!" The man shouts, chuckles erupt from inside.

"I need to speak to Alex." I say confidently, "Not a chance pretty." The guard growls. "Eh, let her in Kayne!" A man says from inside.

Kayne steps aside reluctantly, there are two other men in this room, there's a large couch, a fluffy rug, the whole room has a neon purple and pink glow from the LED lights in the corners of the room.

I see a man, probably Alex, fairly handsome and well built, he is sitting on the couch, one leg over his knee, his arms resting on the the top of the couch, he's dressed in all black, a cigarette hanging from the corner of his thin lips.

He scans me carefully, "Who are you?" He asks, his voice is raspy and gravelly, "Y/n." I say, no sign of weakness in my tone.

Kayne shuts the door behind us, and the first wave of nervousness rolls over my body, regretting not carrying a weapon with me.

"Why do you need to see me love?" He asks, "Get your men to leave," I cross my arms with a scowl, "and I'll tell you."

And Alex, probably being the arrogant fool he is, waves for his guards fo leave, they leave, reluctantly and close the door behind them.

He takes his cigarette and stubs it out into a ash tray on the table, he sits up and towers over me, but not the way Nines does.

He blows the last puff of smoke into my face, a smile creased into his lips, I hold my scowl as the smoke wraps itself around my head, ears and neck, before eventually fading, along with the stench.

"You're a very beautiful girl Y/n, do you have a lover?" He asks me, in a seductive tone, but it doesn't work, and instead, I'm disgusted, "No." I reply. Alex nods thoughtfully.

"I think I'd like to replace you with my last client." He says, "Who was it?" I ask, "Jennifer was her name. A shame she was murdered."

The news of the murder hasn't even gotten out yet, he did it. He's the murderer. Or he got one of his buddies to do it, I think to myself.

"So, I think I'll use you instead." He grabs me by the wrists, shoving me into the large couch, I'm about to scream for backup when he grabs a pistol off the table and shoves the barrel under my chin, forcing my head up, so he can scan neck and below.

He places a finger over his mouth, to hush me.

Now, I truly am afraid.

"I'll make sure you enjoy yourself." He says lustfully, ignoring the fear in my eyes, "You're to pretty to go to waste."

He sits in my lap, one of his hands going to the back zipper of my dress, I bite my lip as the hand holding the gun goes to my thigh. He presses his lips into my neck, biting down roughly.

"Let me go, please." I beg, frozen, I've never been touched like this before, especially by a lustful stranger. My hands trying to push him off.

"If you're going to be difficult. I'll make this hell for you." He growls, he has unzipped the back completely, his rough hands travel to the back of my bra, "Get off of me you prick!" I shout as loud as possible, at the top of my lungs.

The barrel of the gun goes to my forehead, and he chuckles as he unclips my bra, but then my partner busts threw the door.

"Get off of her Alex. And drop the weapon." Nines says warningly, Alex growls, dropping the gun.

He gets up off of me, turning to my armed partner. As Gavin and Tina enter the room, armed as well, "DPD! You are under arrest! For suspected homicide, sexual harassment, illegal drug use. And many other crimes." Tina shouts.

I reach for the zipper at the back of my dress, trying to zip it again before my clothing actually falls off.

Alex glances back at me, "Would've been fun princess," he says as Gavin grabs the man by the wrists and cuffs him.

"Shut the fuck up you sick bitch." I hiss, I sit up, still struggling with my zipper, Alex only laughs as he is led out the room.

I whimper, my eyes go the floor, Nines approaches me and takes off his jacket, putting it around my shoulders.

"Are you alright Lieutenant?" He asks, my eyes still glued to the floor, I only nod.

Are all men so lustful? Surely not, hopefully not.

If Nines was a deviant. And he loved me like I do him, would he be like that? Or would he be soothing and gentle?

I wonder for the rest of the evening, what would have happened if I didn't shout for backup.