บททั้งหมดของ The Criminal I Crave: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Melody's POVHis story was one I had heard so many times while at this job and yet something about it struck me as different. I didn't know what for sure but it wasn't normal. “Can I see his room?" I asked, that was my request.He nodded, standing up as I did, “Of course you can ma'am. Please come with me" he led us out of the office, through the barren and colorless hallways towards the main quarters. It struck me how depressing all of it was.I wondered how they managed to recover in this sort of environment. Maybe he needed to stop worrying too much about his patients' walks and more about how much better they got.The room he stopped in front of was a nice one. He had painted the rooms as opposed to the walls outside. Even though it was light blue, there was color. There were two beds opposite each other with a window in-between.The air in the room flowed freely so it was pretty airy and it was empty. He pointed to the left side, the bed there looked like it had suffered a millio

Melody's POV The first thing I did the next morning was go to the messages I had received the night before. An idea had sprung into my head, what if I tracked where the message had come from? I would also pursue a minor lead on the case about King. There had to be something that ratted him out to me. If I found what that was, regardless of what it was - his story would unfold much more differently. Antonio hadn't come back in the night, the bed was cold when I touched it and it made me wonder and worry. Where could he be? Stirring up trouble that would alert the police again? He wasn't always careful when he played those games. My phone rang in my pocket just then. It was a text from the man I was looking for. I opened it and read it out loud, “I know you're missing me. I didn't come back last night because something caught me up" It was a simple excuse and yet my mind raced with different scenarios. What could he be doing at this very moment that would cause more damage? Maybe h

Melody's POVJust as he had asked of me, not like I had much of a choice, I was ready in thirty minutes - even less than and was waiting for his driver on my sofa. My eyes were on my phone as I replayed the video Tony had helped me with.The number he had given to me was saved and I was contacting this officer as soon as tomorrow came, no matter what happened. Somehow, Jasper's driver wasn't there at the exact time which was rare.I was still waiting when I heard footsteps coming from behind me on the staircase. This time, I didn't look around in alarm or fear. There was only one man in the house that I knew, Antonio.He came in front of me a few moments later, brows raised and questions written all over his face. He probably didn't know what he was looking at since I had never dressed as nicely as I had today.On me, I had worn a red dinner gown, it just reached past my thighs, it revealed a great part of it - enough to stimulate your imagination. His eyes darkened as he looked over

Melody's POVAt first there was no reaction from him. He stared at me coldly, his eyes blank before sudden rage flew into it. It was obvious when his eyes hardened and he leaned closer to me, “Until I say you're not mine anymore. You are"I opened my mouth to protest but he lay a thick finger on it, stopping me from talking. “And I haven't. Whoever the fuck is outside, you're going to reject him, I don't care how you do it. Am I clear?" His voice was hard and sure.Still, I couldn't fold in quickly but he didn't even give me any chance. His hands held my wrists as he spun me around against the counter and pushed me on it, bending me over the sink."You're going to do as I fucking say” he growled and lifted my gown up, my ass cheeks exposed for the cool air. I opened my mouth to ask him what he was doing but before I could, his hands had landed on them, spanking me.I let out a groan of pain as the sting landed on me, the pain wasn't enormous but it wasn't sweet either, not at first an

Melody's POVFor about two hours, I sat on my work chair trying to work something out. There had been no recent leads on the case, other than the video of course. I hadn't been able to determine who the men were and what had been inside the case.If I had found out something important, only then could he be charged. That was what I desperately wanted. Or would it mean that it would signal the government to come in again? Everything wasn't so clear anymore.I was reading through his charge sheet again, trying to spot an end that I hadn't taken when I saw it. I wasn't sure how many times I had missed it and why that even happened but it was there.He had been admitted into the hospital just after rehab a few weeks ago which meant there had to be records there. There was no address for him - a real one at least. Maybe he had trusted the hospital this one time?But then there was something else that ticked me off. It was the amount that the bills would cost. He had gone in for a gunshot w