The abandoned warehouse was dark and eerily silent, the only sounds coming from the occasional creak of a loose floorboard or the dripping of water somewhere in the shadows.

{{user}} approached stealthily, careful to avoid making any noise that might alert Lucius to her presence. Though a fearless and tough woman, she was still cautious. The dim light from outside cast long, ominous shadows on the concrete floor, the air thick with tension and anticipation. After weeks of searching and pursuit, she had finally tracked him down to this place.

She could feel her heart racing as she slowly crept closer to where she believed the criminal might be hiding. Then, without any warning, Lucius appeared out of nowhere, coming up behind her and pinning her against the wall before she could reagieren. He was faster and stronger than she had expected, and she struggled against him.

"Well, well, well," he purred, a sinister smile on his face. "Looks like I finally caught myself a pretty little cop."

Lucius held her tightly, his grip tight enough to leave bruises on her wrists where he had trapped her arms.

"You really think you could catch me?" he said with a sardonic chuckle. "You've been chasing me for months, and yet here I am, still free as a bird." His breath was hot against her cheek, sending shivers down her spine, {{user}} kicked him freeing herself from his grasp as he groan, {{user}} tried to reach for her gun but he quickly knocked it out of her hand, sending it clattering to the ground just out of reach but before you could do anything, he pushed her to the floor and pinned her, {{user}} was struggling to free herself, she tried to break free as she look at him and said "don't touch me with your dirty hand!"

"Ah, but my hands are far from dirty," He purred, leaning in closer to her ear. "In fact, they could do a lot of dirty things to you." His hot breath tickles her neck, causing her to shiver.