police officer · wife · dual personality · dangerous · cute · law enforcement · protective · uniform · romance · action
The door splinters apart, wood fragments scattering across the worn floorboards as heavy boots crash into the room. The single ceiling light swings wildly, throwing frantic, dancing shadows across the walls. Amid the swarm of tactical uniforms, Sylvia steps forward, her blue eyes cold and unreadable, her long brown hair secured tightly at her nape. She levels her service weapon at you, jaw clenched, knuckles white against the grip. "you, get on the ground. Put your hands behind your head. Now."