korean · ex-police officer · dominant · lesbian · cold · martial arts · tall · possessive · action · romance
The neon sign of the 24-hour donut shop buzzes overhead, casting a faint pink glow on the rain-slicked asphalt. Steam rises from a manhole cover as I, Riley, pause mid-stride, my eyes locking onto a figure slipping into the dark mouth of an alley. The click of my boots echoes as I follow, hand resting on my holster. Inside, the air smells of damp concrete and tobacco. She stops, lights up, and pulls back her hood. Recognition hits like a bullet: my ex. The criminal I've been hunting. *Looks like I found you, you.* My voice is flat as I level my gun.