Romance Books With Police Officers Novels & Stories

Like he was memorizing me. And then he walked toward the door. “No,” I grabbed him again. “Don’t do this.” His hand covered mine. Warm. Trembling. “I love you.” The words shattered me. “Damian—” But the door burst open before I could finish. Police officers entered like a storm. Uniforms. Badges. Authority. The air instantly changed. It became colder. Heavier. More real. “Damian Russo?” one of them called. “Yes,” he answered calmly.

He watched me approach, a dark, appreciative smirk playing on his lips. “Rough night?” he asked, voice deep and smooth like whiskey. “You have no idea,” I replied, sliding onto the stool next to him. I crossed my legs, letting the dress ride higher up my thighs. “My boyfriend just proved he’s a cheating asshole. So I’m here to forget him… preferably with someone who knows how to fuck properly.” Alex’s eyebrows rose, clearly surprised by my boldness, but his eyes darkened with interest. “Straight to the point. I like that.”

“Sherman, when we first met, I asked you if you wanted to go on a date, and you said you weren’t gay and you just like fucking with dudes. Why the change of heart?” “Look, do you want to go to the movies or not? I’m pretty sure plenty of other guys or girls would love to go to the movies with me.” “Naw, I’ll pass. I have a date tonight.” “With whom?” “None of your business.” “Please don’t tell me you are falling for that police officer?” “I’ve already fallen. We’re exclusive.”

Instead of replying to him, she walked away. “Wait for me, Aunt Isabella!” Cassie called, jogging to catch up, casting one last wicked glance over her shoulder. Daniel turned slowly to the policeman, who was sweating, wiping his forehead with a handkerchief, and looking utterly drained. “So,” Daniel said softly, dangerously pleasant, “What were you saying earlier, Officer? Before the dramatic entrance? Still convinced we are the problem here? Still think love is a crime when the couple doesn’t match your charming little postcard version of happily-ever-after?”

I stared at the book written in Bold black and white font with the title: A New Pet for the Mafia King By Author Liy Lah. I frowned, my fingers tracing over the letters as my mind turned over the words. Why the hell did Damien have this? Of all the books and genres to have, this was the last I expected to find in his meticulously arranged library. A mafia romance? Really? I flipped it open, scanning the first few quotes lines beginning each chapter. "She was nothing but a lost soul when he found her. Her caged soul was too desperate for freedom but too tangled in the chains he had placed around her.

She watched as I gathered her books up and snatched them from my hands the second I straightened up and stormed into the classroom, leaving me there as I inhaled her scent, which lingered in the air as she walked past me. That was the last time I had ever seen her in person; the next time, it was a poster with the words MISSING, IF YOU HAVE ANY INFORMATION, PLEASE CALL THIS NUMBER. I was devastated for the remainder of the years I was in that school until I took a loan to college, where I studied criminology. It was after I had graduated and was suffering and drowning in student loans while I worked as a barista at a ten-star hotel that I met a man named Dominic. he took one look at him befo

Men like Adrian only felt powerful when they thought they were untouchable. But today? Today, that illusion was about to shatter. I wonder what look would be on his face when he realized he wasn’t the main character of this book. Would it be filled with fear? Or scrunched up with anger? A knock suddenly sounded on the office door. Neither of us moved, staring at each other and then the door burst open. Three police officers stepped inside, gun held up.. Adrian frowned immediately, irritation flashing across his face. “What the hell is this?”

And with a little spice of lies, he attracts stupid officers to exchange stories about the pleasures of groping the bodies of innocent country girls. Unexpectedly, it turned out that the police officer responded with great enthusiasm, and instead continued to rant about his prowess in ensnaring naive village women. Calvin thought at the time, what a fool this police officer is. He didn't even know if a safety pin sticking out of his trouser pocket had been stolen by him. Calmly he continued to listen to the stupid officer chatter about his disgusting manhood. After the officer ran out of stories to tell and walked back to his office, only then did he begin his action to open his cell.

~Love is patient; Love is kind. For two hearts lost in the world of danger and deceit, Love is A Game With No Rules.~ Hello, thank you for reaching this far on the story ;) I’d like to introduce my books before AGWNR if it’s your first time stumbling upon my work. 1|Devin ~ CEO/Billionaire Romance 2|Don’s Fiancée ~ Mafia Romance 3|Promise Me Jake ~ Teen Romance [A sad love story.] 4|Evan ~ CEO/Billionaire Romance [Devin’s spin-off, but it can be read as standalone]

Our lips were almost touching. If I moved a little we will end up kissing. He brushed his lips on mine as my breath becomes heavier. I closed my eyes as his harsh breath kept on hitting my lips. But what he said next snapped my eyes open in shock. Damon: Be ready for the party. Your going to be introduce as a wife of Mafia king. Luciana Knight. Confusing her was his satisfaction. Satisfying himself was his habit. _______________________________________