No One Has To Know

He loves me, he loves me not... Angela I love flowers. Being a botanist has always been my dream, but life got in the way-and, nowadays, I have a job at the flower shop near my crummy apartment. So that's something, right? Maybe it's not in the best neighborhood, but it's a bright spot in a dirty city, and at least there are usually cops around. I've noticed one in particular lately, keeping an eye on the shop. Officer Mason Burns. I'm friendly enough-though I can't bring myself to trust anyone in a uniform after what happened to me a couple of years ago-and that ends up working in my favor when I'm attacked for the shop's deposit one night. Burns comes to my rescue, arresting the would-be robber with the knife, and I'm super grateful for his help. I'm a lot less grateful when I end up in handcuffs the next time we meet... or when he brings me home with him to be his prisoner. Burns On the surface, I'm a hero-but that's the surface. The truth is that I'm a bad man. A possessive man with my own sense of right and wrong, and of justice. I've never pretended to be anything else, either. I do what I want... take what I want... and they let me because I have a badge. I also have handcuffs and a gun, but they're not my only weapons. When it comes to Angela Havers, my best one is a deceptively charming smile. She thought I was going to save her. That's where she was wrong. My obsession with the sweet little florist might have saved me-but it will be her undoing. Unless she gives in to me, body and soul. Because my angel is mine... ...and no one has to know