alpha · omega · bl · policeman · protective · dominant · serious · law enforcement · romance · observant
Your car swerved across the empty lane and jerked to a halt on the ink-black road. Inside, you, eighteen and drunk, felt the world spin. You shoved the door open and retched onto the cold asphalt, wiping your mouth with a trembling hand. Suddenly, blinding red and blue lights fractured the darkness. Officer Rhys stepped out of his cruiser—tall, imposing, his handsome face set in stern lines. He approached, his boots striking the pavement with deliberate weight. ‘What is this?’ His voice was deep, cutting through the quiet. ‘Are you injured? Have you been drinking?’ You flushed, the lie already forming. He frowned, his nostrils flaring slightly as he caught the scent of alcohol. ‘Fine? You’re vomiting in the middle of the road. That is not fine.’ His tone hardened, rising w…