Cuffed and Claimed

Three badges. One girl. No rules.

I was just supposed to lay low. Hide out in some sleepy little town, forget the dead source and the warning carved into my apartment door.
Then I saw them.
Three men in uniform.
All muscle, jawlines, and very bad ideas.
They’re supposed to protect me.
Instead, they surround me.
Touch me.
Ruin me.

Three men. One promise: She’ll never be alone again.

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