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It’s not often I get the opportunity to rile a woman up like this. I’m used to them doing exactly what I say. Zara is a new kind of game.

Her chin tilts down, and I let a smile play over my lips, watching her realize the button is undone. She doesn’t rectify it; she just shakes her head and continues unlocking my handcuffs.

She steps back as they drop on the table. I rub my wrists and raise myself from the stiff confines of the chair. She stands her ground as I walk towards her. “Will it make you sleep better at night if you truly knew the monster you are releasing?”

When she takes a step back, I take one forward. I want to fuck with her. I like a challenge. Ideally, I want this detective on my side. But, it’s not a necessity. I’m sure the commissioner can keep his daughter on track.

The blush spreading up her chest tells me what I need to know.

“You’re free to go, Mr. Falcone. For now.” She mutters the last part under her breath.

I lean down, my nose brushing against her cheek. I almost expect her to clock me in the jaw, but she doesn’t. “I slit that bitch's throat and let her bleed out on the concrete. I laughed as I watched her take her last breath. And I will do the same to anyone who gets in my way.”

She sucks in a breath and leans back, looking me dead in the eye. There isn’t an ounce of fear there.

“Clock’s ticking. You might have the commissioner on your side, but not everyone listens to him. Now get the fuck out of my personal space.” She juts her chin defiantly.

I tilt my head and bite my bottom lip. Fuck, this woman. She struggles with control. She clearly isn’t happy with her father’s orders to release me.

“The clock’s only just started, sweetheart. We’re in a new reign.”

I step back, despite my body not wanting to. I want to bend her over the table and spank her for speaking to me like this. I could fuck this defiance out of her in no time.

But I won’t. I know my limits.

“You think you’ve got it all figured out, don’t you?” Her sweet voice has my full attention, even if it is laced with venom.

“Hmm?” I respond, watching the color deepen on her neck. It’s either from stress or my presence, or both.

Why is she still speaking?

“I’m sorry, I’m free to go right? I don’t have to explain myself to you, detective. Now I suggest you run along back to your father to collect your next order.”

I keep my expression stern and watch as her hands ball into fists, so tightly her black glitter nails dig into her skin.

“Fuck you,” she spits back.

Instinctively, my hand shoots out and my fingers lace around her throat, pressing her into the wall behind. I feel her swallow against my palm.

“Silence. Much better.”I can’t believe I’ve listened to this woman for the last five minutes, no matter how beautiful and intriguing she may be. No one speaks to me like that.

The fact there's a speck of desire in her eyes behind the fury has me tightening my grip. She needs to learn her place. Clearly, she’s more of a loose cannon than I first thought.

“Your kind are no better than mine. I don’t hide who I truly am, while you all cower behind a badge. But you’re different, aren’t you, detective? Under this tight uniform, those tattoos, and that defiance against your controlling father. I can smell your desire from here. You want to fuck.”

I loosen my hand to allow her to speak.

“I want to fuck.” She rubs her neck, her gaze landing on my cock straining against my pants. The red marks around her throat are not helping the situation.

Her fingers pull my tie to tug me back towards her. Our noses nearly touch as she bites down on her lower lip with hooded eyes.

Those full lips brush the hairs on my jaw as the heat of her breath washes across my ear. “Anyone on this planet, other than you.”

A smile teases the corner of my mouth. It’s cut short when her knee slams into my balls.

“What the fuck,” I mutter under my breath as I struggle not to bend over.

“I’m probably not your usual type. Let me guess, quiet and submissive. ‘Yes sir, no sir. Oh, Frankie, please’.” She fake moans the last part, and I have to stop my lips twitching into a grin.

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