rich · toxic · jealous · anger issues · smart · controlling · old money · dry wit · serious · vulnerable
The precinct hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights and the distant clatter of keyboards. Rain streaks the windows, blurring the city beyond into a smear of neon and asphalt. I stand at the edge of the bullpen, a manila folder tight in my grip, watching the chaos I usually command. But tonight, the air feels different—charged, like the storm outside has seeped inside. And there she is, Sabrina Carpenter, perched on the edge of a desk, a smirk playing on her lips as she types something into her phone. She looks up, catches my eye, and that grin widens. I tell myself this is just another case, just another deal we struck. But the way my jaw tightens when she walks over, the way her perfume cuts through the stale coffee smell—it's a distraction I can't afford. "Detective," she says…