Chapter 2 INTRUDER TURNED VISITOR

Cursing I walked to my desk and a black card with Milo Bastian's number was placed in the center. Switching on my computer, I checked the CCTV footage. The man bastard Milo Bastian opens my house with a card and then sat at the desk for an hour before I got home. How did the damn bastard obtain a key card?

A ding on my phone interrupted my questioning mind as a message came from an unknown number. " Here is my file before you ask your team to do a background check on me. Your sweet darling Bastian." I chucked and cursed " fucking bastard" yet I was inclined to open the document.

Milo Bastian's film was impressive. The damn bastard was a bookworm, he studied for years, and his wealth was unimaginable. He owned businesses, malls, and condominiums and the list was endless. Did he send me the file to brag or what? I walked out of the apartment, into the management office, and requested a change in the lock. Having Milo Bastian access to my home was not good for me. Once done I went back to the apartment, had a shower then made dinner. Hours later, I slipped into bed, and sleep eluded me. I touched my lips in awe as my thoughts were filled with Milo Bastian. My heart and body agreed that Milo Bastian was an awesome kisser. But the danger that came with the Mob could cost me my career and life. It was impossible and against all my principles. Yet I was attracted to him. I had seen detectives lose their cool over love. Especially loving someone who went against the law. It never ended well. I vowed to never be caught in such a drama. I closed my eyes and sleep took over. Early the next morning, I walked into the precinct and found the staff all in a buzz. The minute my presence was made known, there was pin-drop silence as they all gave me weird looks. In my years of working, I was used to people judging me, but I did not care. Hence, I ignored all the stares until I saw Amani, my secretary, standing at her desk looking like she had seen a ghost. As I approached, she hurriedly stated " Boss, you have a visitor in your office. I have been trying to reach you all morning, but your phone was off." I had a bad feeling about this as I increased the steps to my office and upon entering my eyes widened in disbelief. Within twenty-four hours, Milo Bastian had managed to surprise him. What was even worse, he was seated on the office couch looking like a sin itself and holding a bouquet of roses. " Good morning, Darling" " Shit" The words were out of my mouth. I looked back at the precinct's open space and knew why the whole office looked at me with such eyes. I closed the office door hurriedly and turned back to Bastian, but the bastard was undeterred, standing up and walking over to hand me the flowers. " A token of our partnership my dear detective" His eyes twinkled with mischief. I grabbed the flowers, put them on the side desk, and walked around to sit down. I picked up my phone desk with a direct line to my secretary “Amani, first, get me a charger to charge my phone and two cups of coffee" From the corner of my eyes I watched Milo Bastian raise himself and sit on the corner desk. I thought to himself, Bastian had stated he was not good at acting yet he had managed to render the whole precinct speechless. Hanging up the phone, I leaned back on my chair and asked him " Are you always like this?" Milo Bastian smiled" No. I get inspiration from you. And I just can't resist your charm. Do you like flowers?" he started raising his shoulders. His response made me laugh so hard and Milo Bastian stare made me stop. Tension. Chemistry. Feelings. All at once rushing between us. I looked away and cleared my throat " No. I hate flowers. So, what have you got for me? He must have seen through the deflection, and he responded. "Let's get your phone charged. I sent you files this morning on the Prime minister's son's drug ring. We need to take him out first. Plan and have an undercover operation. " Prime minister? " Amani, get me the damn charger now". I yelled throughout the office. The news was music to my ears, but I knew the dangers that would come with such an operation. “I read your file, Bastian. It was flashy” I said sarcastically. He smiled and said “You can get to know me better, there is so much for you to discover. “ I was saved from Milo Bastian's seductive tone when Amani knocked on the door and walked into the office with a charger and two cups of coffee. “Here you go, detective. As ordered” She turned around to leave and raised an eyebrow at Milo Bastian. He smiled and said, “Thank you for the coffee, dear.” I watched the change in Amani as she went from condescending to a blushing woman. The damn bastard’s mouth could swindle anyone, and I cleared my throat, forcing Amani to rush out of the room in embarrassment. I shook my head and plugged in my phone to charge. I picked up one cup of coffee and sipped it as I waited for the phone to boot. “Your secretary is sweet,” Milo Bastian said. “You can have her” The words were out of my mouth. “You sound jealous darling” Milo Bastian’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Cut the crap.” The phone came on and I accessed the file that he had sent. The information was enough for me to request an operation. “This will suffice. I will set up a team and have a meeting with the Chief to discuss this. I prefer to keep it low, considering that this is a high-level case. Milo Bastian nodded “It's Time to take out the trash “