City of Sin

Temptation V

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***CoS***

Chloe frowned, trying to process what had just been asked of her. When was the last time she had been to church? Why would that even matter?

Still, he seemed rather interested so she would humor the man. Surely it hadn't been more than a few months or a year at most. She began to think back, nothing really stuck out at first, she hadn't gone for any major holidays, that she had been sure of, but who could blame her? She was working far more than was probably healthy or sane for any police officer and had no family even living in the state.

The more she thought, however, the harder it began to even remember when she had been to church. Childhood? Yes, definitely childhood. She could remember being stuck in crowded rooms and forced to interact with strangers in dress clothes by her mother. The trend had continued into her teenage years and then…

Then they had just… stopped going.

"I bet it has been a while hasn't it, Chloe?" the man gently whispered, "Years in fact. In fact, I bet you haven't gone in well over a decade. My guess? Sometime eleven years ago."

It was oddly specific. Why eleven? Even stranger was the knowing smile on his face, "Perhaps you should look into it. I bet you would find some very interesting occurrences around that time. But enough of the riddles and puzzles hm? Unless of course, you have some for me?"

Oh she did, at this point she had plenty. How was he so powerful and connected? Was it doing something illegal? Why was he asking her questions about religion? Why was he so hard to get out of her mind?

What would happen if she pursued this relationship past just one date? What if she asked him to come back to her apartment?

But none of these were voiced, instead they were saved for later examination when she was alone and thinking clearly.

Still, he had given her something to think about, why not return the favor? "You gave me a riddle. I think that means you should try and solve one as well."

Lucifer's eyes lit up, "Go on."

"Me, you need to solve the riddle of me." As she said it the blonde tried her hardest not to wince, because that was beyond cringey. Was that the best she could do in terms of flirting? Some ridiculous pickup line that would probably sound more natural coming from a college student rather than a grown adult.

Chloe expected laughter, snickering, or some sort of sarcastic comment even. Instead it was his voice, deep and melodious. "Oh my dear, I have been working on that mystery since we met."

***CoS***

"You're back early." Lucifer shrugged as he exited the elevator, but Mazikeen would not be deterred so easily. "How did it go?"

This time he paused, a smirk forming on his face, "Well, I certainly gave her something to think about, a puzzle to test even her impressive skills."

Maze's eyes widened, "Wait, you didn't tell her about…"

"Not precisely no, but I gave her enough of a hint that it should send my dear Chloe on the right path."

It was a rare sight to see the demon shifting her weight uncomfortably, "Are you sure that's a good idea? You know how humans get when presented with the truth."

Again, a pause, even as he slipped off his coat, "True enough, but she is different than the others I have met, and this will ensure her interest stays focused on me."

Silence fell between the two, before a mischievous twinkle formed in the dark-skinned woman's eyes. "So, is she coming up in the elevator later?"

"Not unless she decides to do so unannounced." Lucifer casually replied to his lieutenant, as he began working on his cufflinks.

Mazikeen, however, stared in shock, "Did you already fuck her at the restaurant then?"

"No"

"In the parking lot?"

"No"

"Oral under the table?"

Lucifer chuckled, "Nothing sexual occurred during or after the dinner my dear."

"Did she at least text you some naked pictures!?"

Idly, Lucifer wondered if the dark-skinned demoness considered such a thing separate from 'sexual activity' but opted not to inquire further. Maze always did have a bit of a one-track mind. Instead, he shook his head, "And before you ask, no, she did not ask for any from me either."

It was amusing, the Devil noted, watching the woman throw her hands up into the air in exasperation and disbelief. His date certainly knew how to rile her up. "Why the fuck not!? I mean, is she blind or something? Did she not see what you were wearing? Didn't you two practically fuck in the conference room before?"

"I believe she was very aware of my choice in outfits, and yes we did have a rather heated exchange."

"I just… I can't…"

"Mazikeen." The woman's head snapped up at the commanding tone, "I have no problem with this turn of events. I haven't had to struggle for anything since returning to Earth. This is a welcome change of pace that I am already enjoying."

Uncertainty filled her eyes, not that Lucifer blamed her. Mazikeen was many things, but she wanted her lord to succeed no matter what.

"Although it was a somewhat disappointing ending."

Something flashing in the demon's eyes. "Shall I summon Eve for you?"

He hummed in acknowledgment, "Yes, but come back with her, I haven't had a threesome in several days."

***CoS***

Chloe hadn't been expecting her work-friend to be waiting at her desk on the first day back from her date. Nor was she ready for when the girl grabbed her arm and practically dragged her into the lab, closing the door and curtains behind them. "So?"

"So…"

"Oh come on Chloe! You promised me details remember!"

Ah, that's right, she had. The problem was that the excitable woman was probably hoping for some juicy gossip but there really wasn't any. It had been, as far as she could tell, a normal dinner between two adults, albeit with a few odd choices in conversation.

"Well, we met at a nice restaurant, had dinner, and then went our separate ways. I hate to say it Ella but it wasn't super exciting."

The tech frowned but pushed on regardless. "Okay, well how did you meet him? What's his name? How fancy was the restaurant? Did you two get frisky at all?"

"Whoa whoa whoa slow down. We met…" here the blonde paused. With everything going on with the cases and the federal agents she debated giving her friend a name. "Can you keep a secret?"

Blinking, the lab technician nodded, "Yeah Chloe, of course. Is it Dan?"

"What? No! No, it was… Lucifer Morningstar." The detective was certain that the squeal that followed could shatter glass with how high pitched it was.

"Oh. My. Gosh! Please tell me you invited him back to your place after or sent him some naughty pictures or just… something!"

Chloe shook her head in response, "Nothing like that, we just talked, ate, and had a nice night."

There was obvious disappointment in Ella's expression, "Chloe do you realize how many would kill to be in that situation? I mean… don't you think he's hot?"

For a moment, the blonde's mind flickered back to the room at Lux, to being pressed against a table, adrenaline and lust pumping through her veins as they made out like hormonal teenagers. She had to clear her throat just to make sure her voice wouldn't crack when she replied, "He is attractive yes, but that doesn't mean I'm going to sleep with him on the first date."

The widening grin gave a clear indication that she had made a mistake, "Not on the first date huh? Does that mean you have more planned already, maybe the next time you will be wearing a dress without panties underneath, because there are a few online that would look to die for on you."

***CoS***

Charlotte Richards scowled as she leaned back into her chair, eyes beginning to strain from the research she had been doing. It was bad enough that her client had been stupidly kept so much evidence lying around, even if it had been in a separate location, but then the moron had gone and confessed to his crimes rather than just shutting his damn mouth.

There were days she wondered if her considerable fees were worth the amount of stress that her clients routinely caused her.

Decker, it was really the blonde's fault if she thought about it. The detective couldn't just keep her nose out of other people's business. Perhaps, if she had been more like her former husband, then maybe they could have gotten along a bit better.

Maybe the lawyer would have even considered not sleeping with the woman's ex. Well, maybe not that but she might not rub it in the woman's face as much as she currently enjoyed doing. It really was too bad that her latest case didn't involve the officer being on the stand as a witness, it might have given her the opportunity to bring up her failure as a wife in court, even if it was stricken from the record shortly after. Normally, she saved such blows for when they were truly needed to unsettle or agitate the woman and put some needed doubt into her testimony, but this time it would have been nice to just cause some humiliation and improve her own mood.

Few things could cheer her up like causing public embarrassment, one of them was winning a case, the other was…

A knock came from her door, and the woman frowned. Her staff usually went home by now which left only one possibility, "Come in." she replied a second later. Sure enough, Daniel Espinoza promptly entered, confirming her earlier suspicions. Oddly enough, there wasn't the usual confident swagger that he normally had in his walk.

Idly, she considered asking if something was wrong, but quickly realized she didn't actually care about the man's feelings. He could just suck it up and get over whatever bitchiness was in his head.

"You're early." She noted, before returning her attention to the computer screen.

The man rocked side to side a few times before muttering out a confirmation. Seeing as she wasn't in the mood for small talk the detective let out a sigh and walked over to lay on one of her overly priced couches. "Chloe went on a date the other night."

Charlotte hummed, more of a reaction than actual acknowledgment. Dan continued waiting, for what he wasn't sure. It wasn't as if they talked and had a deeply intimate relationship or anything of the sorts.

They flirted and fucked, that was about the extent of what occurred between them. This time his sigh was more deliberate, louder, and almost whiny. It grated on the lawyer's nerves more than she let on.

"I mean, she never went on dates before so why now? Is it just some one-night stand or did she just go out for coffee? Maybe I should follower her and…"

"Why do you care?"

The question froze the man's rant and refocused his attention on the woman seated nearby. "Wh-what?"

"I asked, why do you care. You aren't married any more, you aren't even dating or sleeping with each other. So why does it matter who she decides to spread her legs for?"

His face grew red, though whether from embarrassment or anger she didn't know, or really care. "It doesn't matter I just… figured that she would… you know…"

"Wait around for you like a helpless damsel in distress while you fuck anything that moves, and she stays untouched? Men are so ridiculous it isn't even funny."

Though he seemed to stutter out a protest it had quickly ended with a pout. Apparently, even Dan knew when not to press the subject.

A minute or two of tense silence later and Charlotte frowned, "Is there something you wanted?"

The man blinked, before sitting up completely, "Uhm, what?"

"You showed up here at night, didn't you? If it was just to bitch about your ex getting laid then you can leave, I have enough whiny brats to deal with on a daily basis to add one more."

"Well uhm… you know since I'm here and you're here and no one else is here I just thought that… well you know…"

She did know, and for a moment was a bit disgusted with herself that not only had she deciphered his gibberish but was also considering taking him up on his offer. "Why not, I could use a few minutes of distraction."

He considered rescinding his offer, due to the insult at the end, but when she stood and began pulling down her pants he figured as long as sex was involved who cared what she said.

***CoS***

Two-thousand and nine had been a normal year. Political changes, new technologies, policies being created and altered by dozens of governments. It all seemed common for what had become a hectic society focused on how fast things moved and changed.

One oddity, however, that Chloe had discovered while sitting at home alone, because she really needed to get out more, was that a number of scandals had begun towards the end of the year, particularly those focused around religious institutions and figures.

Accusations of sexual abuse, embezzlement, fraud, blackmail, and more had all begun coming to light. Even stranger was the fact these weren't originating from a single religion or country, but rather from all over the planet, from every major religion.

It was the first breadcrumb that had led the detective down a rabbit hole that had her gaping in shock. That, and feeling like one of those 'conspiracy theorists' she had always dismissed as needing mental help.

Chloe Decker had some answers, but more than that she had questions. How had Lucifer stumbled upon something like this? Why did no one else notice it? Why wasn't it all over the news even still? How was it still happening?

But more importantly, what did it all mean?

She didn't have the answers, but she knew someone who just might.

***CoS***

Chloe Decker wasn't sure whether it was sheer luck or life finally giving her a bit of a break, but the first person that she would run into when entering the main room of Lux was her best friend.

"Chloe!"

The smile that came to her face was easy, far easier than it had been in years. She doubted that even when they had been married that Dan could have made her smile so easily. "Beatrice, long time no see."

She had meant it as a joke, but the smile on her friend's face flickered for a moment, tugging at her heart strings. The blonde responded immediately by stepping forward and pulling her into a hug, "I'm just kidding with you, but I did miss you."

Nodding, the dancer returned the hug just as easily. "Plans this weekend?"

Pulling back, the detective shook her head, "No, maybe a girl's night out?"

"Or day out and slumber party?"

"Movie night?" Chloe countered.

"I demand chocolate cake."

"Ice cream on top?"

"Hot fudge covering that?"

A toothy grinned emerged from both women, "Chocolate sandwiches!" they both announced at once, giggling at the joke that had been shared between them all those many years prior.

Before the conversation could continue, a voice rang out in surprise, "Chloe? What are you doing here?"

Of course, because it couldn't just get a break. With an obvious sigh she turned and saw her ex, and his creep of a partner, approaching. "Talking to a friend, what are you doing here Dan?"

Unfortunately, it was Malcolm that replied, "Just checkin out the babes…" his eyes immediately went to Trixie, and Chloe felt an urge to gouge them out, well more than she usually felt. "Wait, is your friend a stripper?"

For the first time since reuniting Chloe saw shame in her friend's eyes, shame at her profession, maybe even at her life choices.

Rage burned through the blonde's veins, because no one, had the right to make Beatrice second guess herself or humiliate her. She wanted to attack, strike, bite, claw, rip, tear, and burn the bastard who dared to insinuate the beautiful woman was anything but perfect.

Stepping forward, her face must have been an indication of her intent because the sleaze bag stepped backwards immediately, eyes widening in shock. Just as she was preparing to either tear the man down verbally, or kick him hard enough that he could never have sex again, a man called out from behind the group, "Something I should be aware of?"

Turning, they all caught sight of Lucifer slowly approaching, a portrait of confidence, authority, and nonchalance.

The interrupted seemed to have allowed the two a short enough respite to regain their footing, and courage. "None of your business." Malcolm snapped, earning the quirking of an eyebrow, even as the man stepped forward into Lucifer's personal space.

From further back Dan nodded in agreement, "We're cops pal, that means back off and find someone else to bother."

"Ah but it is my club you two have been enjoying for the past two hours."

Chloe's eyes snapped to her ex, who looked away shamefully, caught in his own hypocrisy of questioning her presence. She was on a lunch break, but it appeared the two other detectives were just using company time.

Despite the situation the creepier of the pair continued pushing forward, and even poked the man's chest, "Police business means we can do anyth…"

The music around them seemed to fade off as a snarl echoed into the area. It was primal, bestial even, and had the hairs on the back of Chloe's arms and neck standing up. Her danger sense flared to life as she immediately backed up, reached back and pushed her friend safely behind her.

It was only then that she noticed Mazikeen, and any thoughts of her own rage were quickly snuffed out. The dark-skinned woman looked ready to tear Malcolm's head off. Whether she succeeded or not, however, wasn't the problem. Assaulting a police officer, regardless of the reasoning, would likely lead the woman to jail time.

She needed to intervene before something happened.

"Lucifer." She suddenly called out, perhaps a bit too loud but her action had the desired result of drawing all the attention back to her and stopping the potential assault. "Would you go out with me again?"

The two men were stunned, Morningstar's eyes had lit up in excitement, Mazikeen looked oddly proud, and Beatrice had a placed a comforting hand on her back, a gesture that felt oddly intimate.

"This week?" the man questioned easily.

"Weekend, I was thinking Friday night. I'll treat this time."

His grin had her knees quivering already, "Certainly can't say 'no' to an…" he paused, sweeping his eyes up and down her figure with noticeable intent, "offer like that."

"Ch-Chloe, what the fuck!?"

Turning, she scowled at Dan, if nothing else but to lighten the mood a bit. "We aren't married anymore, remember? I'm allowed to date whoever I want, just like you are."

"B-but I… and he…"

Malcolm, recovering from his near beating, was quick to jump to his buddy's aid, "That's pretty pathetic man, getting excited over sloppy seconds like that and all."

But rather than jump in with outrage, Lucifer merely rolled his eyes, "Ah yes, I'm sure every woman whose had the unfortunate luck of sleeping with you has been a virgin. Besides, I think of it more as… trading up."

***CoS***

The first time she had asked for assistance it had be a bit impromptu, calling Trixie and Ella and practically begging for help. This time, however, one had been aware of the date beforehand, and she had opted to contact her friend from work immediately. Both had shown up hours prior to the event.

"What do you think?"

Ella glanced over to where Beatrice stood holding a dress, and immediately frowned, "I think that's a bit too low cut."

"I'm not the one who will be wearing it though… but I suppose our goal is for Chloe not to be wearing it at the end of the night either so…"

"Hey!" said blonde shouted from the bathroom, "I can hear you two, and I don't plan on anything like that happening. Don't roll your eyes Ella."

Said lab tech pouted at how well the detective could tell what she was doing, even from a room away, before opening a nearby drawer and going through the contents. "The least we can do is pick her out some sexy panties."

Trixie snorted, "My motto has always been, 'the sexiest underwear is no underwear'."

This earned a giggle, then a sigh from the shorter woman, "Chloe!" she shouted, earning a yelled response back. She continued with her question immediately after, "Don't you own any sexy lingerie?" The blonde yelled back about the top drawer, which was followed by her friend muttering about how 'red does not mean they are sexy'.

"I'm telling you just go with the au naturel. We will have to take her shopping this weekend." Ella's face lit up in excitement at the dancer's suggestion, just as Chloe entered the room, hair finally dried after taking her shower.

"Okay, so what did you two decide on?"

The dress was one she hadn't worn in years, probably because it had been a gift from Dan and wasn't the right size to begin with. Upon pointing this out, however, Beatrice merely countered with the fact that she was trying to go with 'sexy', which often meant shorter and tighter.

Conceding defeat, the blonde continued onto the shoes and then paused, "Uh, forgetting something?"

"Like what?"

"How about underwear?"

Ella shook her head, managing to hide her grin as she did so, "You don't own anything remotely sexy in that department Chloe, so until we can help you pick some out this weekend…"

"Oh no, I am not going on a date wearing nothing but a dress and shoes!"

Remembering the pout that appeared on her childhood friend's face Chloe had a feeling of dread settle in. That look had gotten her into trouble before and appeared to have only gotten more devious in the years that followed. "Chloe come on you are trying to have fun, right? Not wearing panties doesn't mean anything, Lucifer might not even notice, but you get to feel free, mischievous, and sexy, even if it is just you who knows. Trust me, try it once and you will be hooked."

"And," Ella interrupted, "if you do decide to have some fun, then easier and more discreet access."

***CoS***

She hadn't chosen anywhere nearly as fancy as he had, just a smaller Italian restaurant, but it offered privacy to the occupants and a soft, calm environment. With the man owning a club, and her own job's confrontational manner, the woman figured it would be nice to have something a bit more peaceful for a change.

At first there was some concern when he took in the atmosphere, but there hadn't been any disdain or annoyance in his eyes, merely curiosity. "I don't believe I have ever been here before." The man noted as he glanced over the menu. "It is a nice change in scenery."

Minutes later they had both ordered, and Lucifer's attention had once more focused entirely on his date. It was a feeling Chloe couldn't quite get used to, as if the man's entire world, in that moment, revolved around her.

"I'm uhm… glad you agreed to coming out with me. I was worried that after the last time…"

"I found our last date very enjoyable, although I am a bit surprised you asked for a second, especially so soon."

It had been a spur of the moment decision on her part, not that she hadn't thought about a second night out with the man sitting across from her. There had also been the original reason she had gone to Lux that day, inquiring further about his 'mystery'. But it didn't seem right at the moment, they were having a nice evening and she didn't need any of her 'inner detective' making things uncomfortable by rearing its ugly head.

Instead she took a sip of water to help relax, "Well, my friends have been urging me to get out more, have fun, take risks…" this last statement brought her mind back to the fact that she had followed her best friend's advice, and gone without anything underneath her dress. Beatrice had been right, it was a liberating, and sexy, knowing how exposed she was without anyone else being aware.

Unconsciously, her legs spread just a bit, allowing air against her moistening cunt and earning the bite of her lower lip.

"Well, I am certainly glad you thought of me to have fun and take risks with." He leaned in, his hand brushing her bare knee under the table. "Do you know what I think you need to do?"

That voice of his, Chloe decided, should be classified as a weapon. It was urging her forward, to listen and take heed of whatever he might say, to simply give in and indulge for once.

Without waiting for her answer, Lucifer's voice drop to a whisper "I think you follow the rules all day, every day. I think you are so concerned with what others and society thinks that you have neglected what you want. I think you need to rebel a little. Do something spontaneous, break a few rules, give in to some of the darker desires you keep locked away in that beautiful mind of yours and damn the consequences."

***CoS***

Lucifer Morningstar's 'challenge' had ignited a fire deep in the blonde that she hadn't felt before. It was more than just desire or interest; it was a challenge. He had opened the floodgates and for the first time there was a playfulness in her actions that she had never even dreamed of before.

Her foot would caress up against his leg for a moment before pulling back, almost as if it had been by accident.

His fingertips stroked her leg at least twice more, but his face hadn't so much as twitched.

When she licked her lips she thought, for a moment, he would lunge across the table and claim them, but instead squeezed his silverware hard enough to bend them.

When she had asked for a refill his finger had stroked up against her own for a second, sending waves of heat crashing through her core.

All of that, and it wasn't even mentioning the ever present 'I want to fuck you on this table' look in his eyes that had her squirming in her seat.

They almost made it to dessert with the subtle teasing before Chloe broke. Throwing down a handful of cash onto the table, more than enough for the bill and a hefty tip, she grabbed the man's wrist and practically dragged him from the restaurant.

Where she was going or what her plan was, she couldn't say. All she knew was that she was tired of being the 'good girl' who did as she was told, who sat at home and waited for others, and who suppressed any desires she had to be 'proper'.

Fuck propriety, and at this point the 'fuck' part was sounding better and better. The lustful haze didn't want to ask him back to her house, didn't want to try and follow him back to Lux, and didn't want to wait until they got into the back seat of her car.

Thus, she had pushed him up against a wall just outside of public view, her lips desperately covering his, over and over again, as if trying to devour him. Her hands were in his hair, fingers weaving through while his were gripping her waist.

It was just as it had been before, drowning in him and not even wanting to think about coming up for air. Now, though, another thought wormed its way into her mind. Abandoning her previous task she gripped his wrists once more, and this time maneuvered his hand to her thighs, hoping he would take the hint.

Lucifer did, and the moment his hands trailed up, her legs spread. The moment his fingertips found her folders she grabbed onto his arm hard enough that she would likely leave bruises, her body lighting up like fireworks as he began to rub.

Her grip continued to tighten, mind focused solely on his flesh on hers, gasping with each new sensation. From somewhere outside of her new existence she managed to make out his voice, saying something about 'exploring'.

It was then her entire body shook in ecstasy as his first finger slid into her. Chloe's scream was muffled only by her instinct of pushing forward into her date's chest. Rather than slowing, however, another finger slid into her pussy, twirling and twisting around, touching places she never dreamed of even existed.

A second orgasm began to emerge, like a the next drop of a roller coaster, and she happily road it out, gasping, moaning, and rolling on his hand while clutching onto him for dear life. Tremors followed like the aftershocks of an earthquake, her entire body being the ground which was convulsing around the only other living being in her world. After what could have been seconds or hours he withdrew, earning a whimper from his 'victim' as she remained clutched to his body, if only for support to remain standing at this point, a confident smile on his face as he tasted his fingers which still glistened with her intimacy.

"Delicious"

***CoS***

Dan Espinoza was in a foul mood. The case Malcolm and he had been working on was taking far longer than it should have; Charlotte was being bitchier than normal, and had even told him to get lost a few times rather than the usual sex they enjoyed; his partner was off doing… something, likely involving strippers or alcohol; and Chloe was on a date.

A freaking date, with Lucifer freaking Morningstar.

How had she even met the guy and more importantly why had she asked someone like him out? Perhaps even worse was that she had made it sound like this wasn't the first time. Was she whoring herself out with someone else too, or just the club owner?

Sure, he had gone on a few since their divorce, okay more than a few, but there was something about the fact she had begun seeing someone that irked him to no end.

Didn't the blonde know it was humiliating? Knowing all the guys on the force were whispering comments about his ex-wife getting bent over some table and fucked? Did she get off on the idea that she was cuckolding him or something?

The detective had more than just considered tracking her down and calling in a police raid on an anonymous tip or arresting the jackass she was with. Maybe then she would get a feel for how he felt being laughed at by their coworkers.

Sitting down the man frown, before it shifted to a scowl and he pushed his chair back and stood with a huff, choosing to walk into a nearby break room rather than look weak in front of the other detectives and officers. The room was gray and lifeless, with only a few cheap plastic tables and chairs for when the occasional officers would want to eat together.

Stomping towards the side wall, and where the vending machines were located, Dan reached into his pocket, searching around for the correct change before jabbing the coins angrily into the slot, each time one went through, rather than being taken, his action becoming more and more aggressive.

"Fucking piece of…"

"Something wrong detective?"

Shit

He spun in place, rage already being replaced with ice-cold worry. Before him stood one of the federal agents that had interviewed Chloe, and a handful of other officers. Better than being his boss, but the man would have preferred it to be some uniformed loser he could intimidate into shutting up.

"Just uh… bad day, I guess. Tough case and all, you know how it is."

If nothing else Dan was good at bullshitting his way out of trouble and his response did earn an understanding nod from the lead agent. "I completely understand, and it is something I was hoping to talk to you about. Agent Pierce and I, well we have a case we are working here in L.A. as I am sure you know."

He did, it was hard to keep something like that secret in a place as gossip filled as a police precinct, even if the two had been discreet.

"The problem is that we are having trouble making any headway, which is why we asked detective Decker for her assistance. I understand you two used to be close?"

"Divorced"

"Sorry about that, she hasn't been very helpful thus far and well… we are becoming concerned that she might even be in over her head, whether it is through threats or… other means."

Dan shook his head, "Look, I know Chloe can be a pain, but she's about as straight edged as they come." That fact had been one that had led to his initial affair. His ex-wife was boring, never wanting to go out, never wanting to go to parties or clubs. Never wanting to try anything new sexually.

"We thought so to, until we found out she has been dating our lead suspect."

"Wh-what!?"

The dark-skinned man nodded, "Hence our concern, we need some help with this, before she gets in deeper than she already is. Can we count on you?"

An opportunity to not only deal with the asshole who was trying to steal his ex, but also look good for the feds? There wasn't even a moment of hesitation for the detective.

***CoS***

A/N: I am still working on my smut scenes which is one of the reasons I chose to write this story in tandem with Temptation of the Ring. Let me know if you have any suggestions on how to improve.