Chapter 19

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"Come in," I said. Ramon walked into my room, his eyes downcast. The boy always had this way of looking innocent, even in our current line of work, and wanted to make sure he remained that way for the rest of his life.

"The precinct is investigating your relationship with Mariya an arrest is set to be made at the end of the week," he informed.

I flinched at the mention of her name, already detesting the direction the conversation was headed.

"They suspect you may be having illicit relations with her." From the information he gave, nausea built up at the back of my throat. It must be that man who is stirring the case in a different direction to avoid suspicion. "How old is she?" I asked.

"She is eighteen or almost turning that age in a couple of months." I sighed realizing this was definitely going to be a problem. "If the investigation continues in that direction I may be facing charges of defilement or assault of a minor. How concrete is the evidence?"

"Our man on the inside says they have something on you that night you met up with her. He believes it looks really serious since it's detective William who found the evidence. Making it look very incriminating," he said.

"Why is the man so adamant in bringing me down?" I asked.

"I don't know how to answer that but I think you should have shot him when you had the chance," Ramon answered.

His response awakened something at the pit of my stomach I haven't felt in years. Why did his death bother me. I had the perfect chance to put a bullet in his skull and no one would ever find out about it. Solving my problem in the simplest way possible.

I remembered that night he came to the club with his friend.

"Mr Bratan I would like to know the purpose of having your man accost me in the bathroom and bringing me here?"he asked.

"Feeling brave aren't we detective. I wonder who accosts the other. Because if my memory serves me right a month ago you accosted me and pointed a gun at me. Sadly you didn't get to shoot which was a grave mistake from your side," I said already sensing how nervous he felt.

It felt as if my heart was burning while I pulled out the gun and aimed at him. I hated that he still dared to lie to me even after I confronted him. It bothered me that he betrayed me. We weren't connected in any way neither did he owe me any loyalty but it made me angry.

I pulled the trigger watching him visibly shake how much faith he lacked in me.

He still believed I would shoot him. Deep down I knew it wasn't just about him bugging my office.

It was about that other annoying detective who had his lips on him.

I wanted to storm right at that table and beat him to a pulp.

As if kissing his cheek wasn't enough I saw him try seduce him on the dance floor.

He put his hands on William's waist whispering something in his ear. If it wasn't for Ramon I would have scattered his brains at the club and thrown his body for the street dogs to feed off.

I watched the detective open his eyes slowly to find me standing in front of him.

"You really think I'd give you the luxury of such a quick death after you betrayed me.

Oh come on detective, you really underestimate me," I threatened.

My hand found its way on his throat and I pushed him to the wall.

I pressed him to the wall chocking him but not enough to kill him.

He raised his face staring deep into my eyes.

That same feeling I had been ignoring every time I laid my eyes on him there it was again at the pit of my stomach begging me to do something seeking attention for a release.

His eyes went to my lips then my eyes again.

The tension charged in the air the anger turning into a fire that begged to be quenched, with the man whose blue eyes rivaled the sea as they begged me to get lost in him.

He didn't need to say a word because I could feel the bulge which formed in his pants.

It sent shockwaves into my body my own arousal becoming potent.

I took two steps backwards realizing the direction everything was headed to.

The detective feeling brave didn't get the memo and took two brave steps forward resolute with his actions.

I felt his lips before my eyes closed on their own accord allowing my senses to take in the man in my arms.

He kissed me aggressively and I returned it back with such vigor our tongues battling for a common ground. The taste of alcohol in his breath brought me back to reality and I pushed him away. Confusion became apparent in his features while he watched completely out of breath.

It took once again every inch of selfcontrol in me not to ravish him right there and then but the logical part of my brain spoke."You are drank."

"No I'm not," he said. "Why do you keep pushing me away? Don't you want me? Am I not alluring as your male courtesans?"

His questions caught me off guard but I held back the words about telling him no one could compare to him.

"This has nothing to do with my courtesans.

Didn't I hear you tell your friend you have a fiancee?

Why are you locking tongues with me in the first place and why do you always do it drank detective?

If you want me that bad I dare you to flirt with me while you are not in an intoxicated state.

I dare you to ask me to fuck you once again when I can't taste alcohol in your mouth and maybe I will oblige.

Until then get out and let me not see you again! " I shouted.

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