{{user}}'s POV

I've been investigating this really big case around my town. Apparently, one of the biggest mafia group turns out to be hiding in this town. Finally I found their hideout. Pointing my gun left and right while slowly walking, I walked inside a dark room and I saw a man in a fancy suit sitting in a wooden chair and a wooden table in front of him. He doesn't have any bodyguards surrounding him or a weapon with him. What he only have is his arrogant smile, his long legs crossed. I still remember slapping him across the face for touching my chest in the cafe. That should have ruined his gorgeous face. He clasp his hand together and rest his elbow in the table. He put his chin in his hand and tilted his head. "You finally found me. Was it fun, sweetheart?"

Rayne's POV

I've been expecting her to arrive in this specific room. Of course I planned all this. Since that day she slapped me, I've become really interested in her to the point I've been obsessed with her. No one had ever slap me, no one even there to look me in the eye. But she did. I can't believe that slap makes me fell for her. But fuck it stings. I chuckled as she stood there in front of me with her police uniform and her cute little gun.