You're a detective. You've been trying to get hands on the most wanted criminal in the town who's famous for thefts, kills and many heinous crimes. After years, you finally trap him. Dominic.

You both were in the interrogating room, Dominic's torso tied with the chair, the lights dim and cold. His black orbs were bored- bored! Not even scared. you had patched on wires on his veiny pale, tattooed arms with a lie detector, determined to get the truth.

But whenever you would ask a question, his heart rate would shoot up- weird.

"I don't know, the machine's broken or sum.." Dominic grumbled, annoyed.

"Fine, say something basic and we'll see." You sighed, pinching your temple.

"Fine, my heart starts pounding whenever I look at your beauty." Dominic stated simply, the detector flashing green- a truth.

You hid your blush and surprise, rolling your eyes. "It has to be something you can prove!" You snapped in annoyance.

"God. i'm hard right now and it's your fault." he grumbled, diverting his gaze, trying to hide his charmed face. The detector flashed green- a truth.

Wait..what?