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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 3

As I finished getting ready for dinner with Harry, I actually felt like my heart was going to explode. His driver was scheduled to pick me up from my apartment in just a few minutes, and I was nervous to see him again, sober at that. I quickly touched up my makeup and slipped on my favorite dress, a simple black mini dress. The anticipation was building as I waited by the window, watching for the sleek black car to pull up outside.

Finally, the moment arrived, and I could see Harry's driver waiting at the curb. I internally shit myself, but grabbed my purse and headed downstairs, my heart racing.

"Ms" the big man opened my door as I thanked him stepping inside.

"Holy shit" I mumbled in disbelief as I admired the inside of the range rover.

I pulled out my phone and sent a quick text to Harry, "Your driver picked me up. This car is sick"

He replied instantly, "It's yours if you want it" "I'll take it" I smiled to myself, sending a laughing emoji.

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As I walked towards the restaurant, I couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement. Harry was waiting for me outside, looking effortlessly handsome in a black button up with his gold chain. His green eyes lit up as I was approaching, and I felt my heart skip a beat.

"Hey," Harry greeted her with a warm smile, offering his arm as they walked inside together. The restaurant was dimly lit, the ambiance sophisticated and elegant. I couldn't help but wonder how much this dinner must have cost Harry, and my curiosity got the best of me.

"So, what do you do for a living, Harry?" I asked as the waiter sat us down at the table.

Harry hesitated for a moment, his gaze flickering before he finally answered, "I'm a businessman, of sorts."

My brows furrowed in confusion. "What kind of business?" I pressed, trying to ignore the knot of unease forming in my stomach.

Harry took a deep breath before speaking again. "I run a… organization," he said carefully. "I'm the boss."

My eyes widened slightly in shock. "You mean… like a mafia boss?" I almost whispered, feeling a wave of fear wash over me.

Harry's jaw clenched, a hint of frustration in his eyes. "Yes, like a mafia boss," he confirmed, his tone firm. "But I promise you, Meredith, you have nothing to worry about."

I wasn't so sure, but forced a smile, trying to push fears aside for the rest of the evening. The dinner was filled with polite conversation and laughter, but I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that lingered in the back of my mind.

.

As the night came to an end, Harry insisted on driving me home. I hesitated for a moment, but ultimately agreed.

The drive was quiet, tension palpable in the air as we both tried to ignore the feeling of being watched. When we finally reached my apartment building, Harry walked me to my door, his hand lingering on my arm.

"Thank you for tonight, Meredith," Harry said softly, his eyes searching mine. "I promise you, I will do everything in my power to keep you safe."

I swallowed nervously, my heart racing in her chest. "I… I trust you, Harry," I whispered, willing herself to believe his words.

I actually did like him. I would give this a chance.

.

As Harry turned to leave, a sudden noise echoed through the night. The sound of footsteps approaching rapidly. My eyes widened in fear as I realized we were not alone.

Before I could react, a group of teens raced towards an apartment complex. Harry’s instinct was to reach for his side, which I’m not registering was probably where he kept a gun.

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 2

A week flew by, and Meredith had almost forgotten about the whole club escapade. She was caught up in the whirlwind of job hunting and catching up with friends. One day, her phone buzzed with a message from an unknown number. She squinted in confusion as she read the text.

“Hello Darling..H”

-Meredith's POV-

'Oh, who's this fucking weirdo', I thought to myself. I tossed my phone back onto my bed as I continued to scroll through job listings. My brain felt like it was frying from staring at the screen.

I got tired of it pretty fast. Instead, I decided to take a break and head out for a run. I changed into a pair of Nike shorts and a tight black jacket. I put my hair up and grabbed my phone, headphones, and apartment keys.

Random songs played through my headphones. I started to think about the text I got earlier today, My eyes widened as memories of that drunken night flooded back.

I had given my number to a complete stranger – something way out of character for me. A mix of excitement and nerves swirled in my stomach as I pondered how to reply.

Ultimately, I decided to shoot straight.

“Hey, Harry! Totally slipped my mind that I gave you my number. How’s it going?” Fuck that was so weird to say. I cringed at myself.

His response was quick and light-hearted, a hint of amusement peeking through.

“No worries! I’ve been good, thanks. What are you doing today?”

My heart raced at the idea of seeing him again. Considering, I do not remember much of our prior interaction. I couldn't tell you if we talked about anything. He was just hot in my drunk state.

I stopped outside a random shop to finally reply to him.

"I'm just about to finish my run" I sent.

I ran home shortly after. I showered and put on some comfy pajamas.

I didn’t get any texts from Harry for the rest of the day. I was starting to assume he was ghosting me. Not really affecting me because I knew nothing of him. Just that some weirdo had my number now.

The next morning I woke up to a text from Harry, which he sent last night, "Would you like to get dinner tonight?" I replied back, "Hey, sorry, I fell asleep early last night and didn't see this. Does tonight work?"

He replied fast.

"Yes, I can send my driver to pick you up. Let me know a good pick up address"

A driver?? Is this mf rich?

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 1

A night at the club, the air thick with the scent of alcohol and pulsing with the beat of the music. Meredith was out with her friends to celebrate graduating with her master’s degree, the laughter and chatter of the group filling the small corner they had claimed as their own. As the drinks flowed and the hours passed, Meredith found herself feeling lighter and more carefree than she had in a long time.

But as the night wore on, the bartender began to eye Meredith warily, noticing her increasingly tipsy state. He hesitated, a frown creasing his brow as he considered cutting her off for the night. Unaware of the scrutiny she was under, Meredith excused herself to the restroom, her steps a bit unsteady as she made her way through the crowded club.

As she emerged from the restroom, her path unexpectedly collided with a tall, dark-haired man who had been leaning against the hallway wall, watching the crowd with a barely concealed smirk. Startled by the collision, Meredith stumbled slightly, her hand reaching out to steady herself against the man's chest. Their eyes met, and the man found himself intrigued by Meredith’s giggly state and big brown eyes as they looked up at him.

Despite the alcohol-induced giggles that colored her demeanor, there was a spark in Meredith's eyes that drew Harry in. He couldn't help but be captivated by her bright aura, a stark contrast to the seriousness and intensity of his own world. In that moment, as the music throbbed around them and the lights swirled overhead, Harry felt a pull towards the woman in front of him who had inadvertently stumbled into his path. And little did he know that brief encounter would set off a chain of events that would forever change the course of both their lives.

Meredith reluctantly made her way back to her friends who had been eagerly awaiting her return. The night carried on, the music and laughter blending into a blur of joy and celebration. But as the night wound down and Meredith felt the pull of exhaustion tugging at her, she made a decision that would unknowingly alter the course of her future.

Leaving her friends for a moment, Meredith quickly scribbled her phone number on a napkin, a playful smile tugging at her lips as she thought of the intriguing stranger she had met earlier. With a glance back at the man’s table, she left the napkin behind, a simple gesture that held the promise of a potential connection.

As Harry picked up the napkin, his interest was piqued by the boldness and innocence reflected in Meredith's actions. A small smile played on his lips as he tucked the napkin into his pocket, the fact that she did not recognize him for who he really was to the rest of the town.

Lee Bodecker Series (8)

Warnings- No spoilers for “the devil all the time”, 18+ topics, language, smut, angst, sensitive topics, abuse, sexual assault

(if you’re not comfortable with any of these please do not read)

Summary- A women, Scarlett Clare, is running away from her past and the danger that she is connected to. She wasn’t planning on coming across the town of Knockemstiff nor meeting the Sheriff and getting on his radar.

“Dammit” I mumbled as I stepped outside my apartment building. I rummaged through my bag for my chapstick, it feels like I lose one every week. I huffed out in defeat as I continued to walk through the town. It was chillier today, so I had on a tan coat with some black jeans and ankle boots.

I walked along the sidewalk and glanced to walk across the street, when I made it across my eyes caught the familiar person. I quickly looked away and pick up speed, as did my heart rate. He had to have seen me, how did he find me already.

My heart raced as I stepped into a floral shop and went all the way into the back of the store. I found a restroom to wait in for a few minutes. Lee didn’t pick up his phone and my only other option being to call the station.

“Hi can I speak to Bodecker” I said to the voice on the other end, “I’ll put you on hold” I waited “Ma’am seems he’s out patrolling-“ “Can you radio him, it’s urgent. It’s Scarlett.” I mumbled.

“What’s wrong” “Lee I think I saw him, like here in town” the other line was silent “and I didn’t know what to do but call you so-“ “hey it’s all good doll, where are you now?” “At a flower shop, near my apartment” “just wait there and I’ll pick you up” “ok thank you” Both ends went silent and I feel there could have been more said but we both decided not too.

Him.

I knew it was her, from the shape of her face to the way she walked away frantically. I tan towards the spot I saw her, but when I got there she was gone. She couldn’t have gotten far, atleast now I knew she was in this sorry ass town.

I spent the rest of the day drowning myself in liquor. I turned down the hotel tv and continued doing searches through the towns database. I was able to get access to the records of Knockemstiff from the past 2 months.

However, no sign of Claire Nunez.

HELLO READERS!

I went on a short hiatus but I am back in the swing of things. I need to start planning out chapters & other stories I am starting but updates will start rolling out soon. Thank you for the kind words & support I have gotten. much love x

Lee Bodecker Series (7)

Warnings- No spoilers for “the devil all the time”, 18+ topics, language, smut, angst, sensitive topics, abuse, sexual assault

(if you’re not comfortable with any of these please do not read)

Summary- A women, Scarlett Clare, is running away from her past and the danger that she is connected to. She wasn’t planning on coming across the town of Knockemstiff nor meeting the Sheriff and getting on his radar.

1 Hour.

I woke up on the floor. The backdoor wide open and a pounding in my head. I held onto the table to get myself onto my feet. I look around to silence and dishes that need to be dried. I look where my body once was. A frying pan on the ground, I furrow my brows and rub the back of my head. 

I turned and spotted the picture of us on the wall. Anger bubbled in my body as I remember what happened. I grew hot and my vision was red. 

I cleaned any sign of struggle and evidence that can be used. I cleaned myself up like nothing had even happened. 

1 week.

“Ma’am have you seen this woman?” I held up a picture of her, “No sir” she continued walking her dog. I smiled politely but cursing under my breathe as she was out of hearing distance. 

I went back and started doing some digging looking for any clues as to where she could have gone. 

Papers through papers and nothing! “Fuck” I screamed as I threw a stack of mail off the table. I chugged some of my beer and glanced at the pile on the floor. A yellow envelope caught my eye as I bent down to snatch it up. 

“Dearest Clare..” My eyes scanned the inside of the card. 

My eyes lit up as I knew what the fuck I was going to do next. 

1 month.

One month of searching for her. I only had one lead and it was that she took a bus somewhere north of Virginia. It couldn’t have been that far away, since that bus ranged route was only a few states away. I would be at the police station in my office most nights. Eventually, I printed out signs with her photo on it and faxed it to other stations in surrounding states. 

“Carter, heading out to Ohio in the morning. Care to tag along?” My chief spoke as I mumbled a ‘no’ and continued searching through county population data for any tip. 

By the next morning, her picture would be up around towns and I’d find her again.

3 months.

I had received a tip, someone had spotted a girl that looked similar at bus stop. She had rode the same bus as them but they weren’t sure when or where she got off at. I had requested a route transcript be printed and I knew where I was going for the next couple of days. 

October 28th 8:16am

I walked through the small town of Knockemstiff, Ohio. My eyes scanned the vicinity and the people walking around. I stepped into a small shop and went up to a man behind a counter. “Have you seen this girl? recognize her even?” I spoke and the man took a look at the picture and locked eyes with me. “No sir, everyone knows everyone in this town” He said, I clenched my fist, hidden by the counter. “Thank you” I mumbled and stepped back out into the gloomy day. 

I glanced to my side for a quick second and my eyes felt like they deceived me. I blinked rapidly and then the woman was gone. I went in the direction I thought I saw a woman in black jeans and a tan coat. I rounded the corner and found nothing but a dumpster and some carboard boxes. 

-

“Sheriff, yea, I think he’s in town” A ruff voice spoke into the landline, looking out the window of the small shop.

-

* don’t hate me, this was quick and shitty but it will get a lot juicer and better now after lol, now that we have heard from Him.

Lee Bodecker Series (6)

Warnings- No spoilers for “the devil all the time”, 18+ topics, language, smut, angst, sensitive topics, abuse, sexual assault

(if you’re not comfortable with any of these please do not read)

Summary- A women, Scarlett Clare, is running away from her past and the danger that she is connected to. She wasn’t planning on coming across the town of Knockemstiff nor meeting the Sheriff and getting on his radar.

SMUT ALERT..

I bumped my hip into the bar counter, hissing at the pain as I felt I’ve been shot. I stood hunched over for a couple seconds before I heard the bell ring- signaling we had customers.

I had been eyeing the cruisers outside the diner for about ten minutes. A cop sat in each car and was busy doing stuff either in a book or a computer.

My eyes widened for a split second as the pair of officers walked into a booth on MY side of the diner. “Fucking great” I mumbled as I grabbed my pen and note pad from my apron pocket. “Hello gentlemen, what can I do for you?” I smiled. One of them eyed me as I took down their orders and I looked up at him as I felt his stare, I awkwardly smiled and he snapped out of his gaze. “My apologies..you look so familiar” he spoke, “oh I don’t know a plain face like mine, maybe not” I joked and I walked back into the kitchen.

“What was that about, darlin” I heard as I almost made it to the kitchen area. “Uh nothing Lee, I’ll get your coffee” I smiled quickly. It was busy to say the least.

After Lee had gotten his coffee, he made his way over to the other officers and they began talking. I was on edge my entire shift, I made myself busy so I avoided the authority in this dinner. 

Finally, my shift was over and I sped walked all the way to my apartment. 

* 2 weeks later *

I had made my way down to a bookstore on the opposite side of town. I was beyond bored and needed something to entertain myself.

As I walked along the sidewalk my eyes caught a slip of paper stapled to a wooden light post. I snatched up the white sheet and saw my face plastered on it. “Oh my fuck” I cursed and ditched the thought of the bookstore. I ran and ran, If they had my picture in town, then Lee definitely knew. 

The sun was starting to set as I arrived to the apartment building. My eyes scanned the perimeter and I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw the coast was clear. 

After a much needed shower, I made some tea and sat down on my couch. I closed my eyes and rested my head back. A knock on my door interrupted the peace of the small apartment. 

“Open up Darlin’ we need to chat” My heart started racing as I heard the voice. I stood up in a frenzy, my first instinct was to climb down the window and run but this whole mess wasn’t my fault. I was defending myself. I took a breathe and opened the door.

“Now you gon’ tell me what this is about” Lee spoke, holding up the ‘wanted’ sheet with my face on it. “Lee I can explain” I mumbled, “I knew there was something off, a pretty one like you doesn’t just stumble into this town cus they like it. No, there was somethin’ off and I knew it once them officers were at that damn dinner.” He kinda looked mad and I wasn’t about to piss him off more. So I sat him down and I told him the truth.  

Flashback

“Honey, dinner is ready” I spoke as I shuffled into the kitchen with some bread sticks. “The bread smells really good, it’s a new recipe I tried out” I smiled as I brought out the last few things I had prepared. 

I felt a pair of hands on my waist and a kiss being pressed to my cheek. I smelt the strong scent of alcohol right away. I rolled my eyes as I pulled the hands off me and sat down to eat. He grumbled lowly at my reaction and the dinner was eaten in silence. He stepped away as I cleaned up and washed our dishes. “C’mon what’s gotten into you now” his voice entered the once quiet kitchen. I sighed, “don’t start please” tears welled in my eyes as I knew where this was going. “What do you mean Claire, I can’t touch my wife??” he threw his hands up an amused expression on his face. 

“You’re drunk you asshole!” I said, wiping my hands off on a towel. “You’re not going to raise your voice at me” he boomed, And... there’s the snap. I rolled my eyes, “I’ll do whatever the fuck I want, I don’t take commands from no man” I spit and that’s when his hand made contact with my cheek. I didn’t let any tears fall as I held it together. He grabbed my chin, pressing his lips onto my in a hard and forcing way. “No..get the fuck,,OFF! I spoke, pushing him away from me. He grabbed my arm and I wiggled out of his grasp, never in a million years would I have thought he would charge at me the way he did. 

My eyes widened as I ran into the living room, he was faster with his strides and grabbed a fist full of my hair. I screamed out in pain and turned around sending a punch into his cheek. He grunted letting me go for a second and I booked it into the kitchen once more. My eyes scanned around for anything to defend myself with, I grabbed a shiny black pan on my left. When I heard his footsteps behind me I swung the pan and made contact with his face.

I dropped it as my eyes widened at what I had done. I thought I killed him. I was a murderer now. I stepped over his body and ran into the bedroom packing whatever shit could fit in a duffle bag. 

End Flashback

“I did nothing wrong, Lee. I was protecting myself.” I said, eyeing his face as he just sat there with a blank expression. I had no idea I would end up having a heart to heart with Lee Bodecker but here we were. “So you came here of all places?” he questioned, kind of amused. My heart raced as I started getting angry at his disregard for seriousness. “Lee” I sighed, “Okay darlin’, if you just give me his name I can see what I can do” he spoke. “No we-we can’t, I don’t want him to know where I am Lee, if he’s still alive even after-” I started to panic. “Hey It’s alright doll, I’m here. Don’t you worry ‘bout nothin’” he pulled me into him. 

I looked up at him, I notice the twinkle in his blue eyes and I immediately just feel myself in a daze. Thoughts ran through my mind of that one night in the hallway. I felt a blush rise to my cheeks and he knew I was thinking about it as the smirk appeared on his face.

-

My back hit the pillows with his body hovering above mine. He grunted as I pressed my body tighter to his own and I grinded against him. I felt the bulge grow and I smiled into the kiss. His eyes full of lust as we made eye contact. I discarded my clothes and watched in a daze as he made his way down in between my legs.

“Don’t be a tease” I panted and his face looked up with a genuine smile. I couldn’t help but smile back, what the fuck was going on?!? His lips kissed my inner thigh and I threw my head back onto my pillows. “Ohh god” I moaned as he licked up and down my slit, my eyes closing once he put my sensitive nub in his mouth and sucked. My hands went into his hair, holding him down closer and I felt like I was going to loose it when his tongue entered. He then took his finger and traced along my arousal, then slowly entering and pumping. “Lee, don’t stop” I mumbled and my eyes rolling as he added another finger and curved them inside me. His mouth and fingers now working on me, faster with every noise that slips past my lips. 

My legs shake around his head as he brings me to my first orgasm. I throw my head back as I try to control my breathing. I hear his clothing thump onto the floor and his hands spreading my legs. “You want it darlin’” he mumbles, watching his cock spread through my arousal and slowly popping the head into my hole. “You’re so wet for me” He spoke as his eyes met mine, I whimpered at the feeling. “You want me to fuck you, hmm” he said, “yes..sir” I said, that word taking me back. 

“OH fuck yes” I moaned as every thrust hit further in me. His grunts matched my moans and his hand moving up to grab onto my wrists, holding them above my head. “Such a good girl, look at this” he said as my eyes trailed down to where my pussy swallowed his cock.

“Lee fuck, I’m close” I groaned, “hold it” he grunted as he pumped me at a fast pace. “I-I can’t Lee, ah my god” I almost shrieked at the feeling of clenching around him. “Let go, that’s it. All over my cock, baby” he said as my high hit and my eyes rolled to the back of my head. I couldn’t form any words as my body shook underneath him. Quickly, he grabbed onto the headboard and pounded in me. I grunted and moaned as he chased his own release. Then he suddenly stilled inside me and I felt his warmth fill me. 

“On all fours. Now.” he said. I got on my hands and knees, facing my head board. “Look at us darlin’, such a cute pair huh?” he pulled me to his front, kissing my head as we saw our reflection in the headboard mirror. He slipped inside me once more, going slow at first and caressing my body. 

He picked up his pace and pulled me up against him, his hand going to my throat as we watched in the mirror. His lips kissing down my neck and leaving little love bites. I brought my hands behind his back and held him to me tighter as he continued to hit it from the back. I moaned out as I felt myself clenching around him and that coil in my stomach forming. 

“Fuck I’m going to--” I moaned out as he hit a particularly sensitive spot in me. “Not yet” he grunted as he pushed my face down in my pillows and started going faster. My moans were getting louder and louder. It felt like a sauna in the bedroom. 

My hair was in his fist but not to where it would hurt me. I clenched around him and heard him let out a moan. “Fuck Scar” he said under his breathe. My body let go on its own, not being able to take any more. He groans from behind me as his thrusts got sloppier and he lets go with a couple curse words and my name.

He pulls me to his side as we lay on the bed trying to catch out breathe. I yawn and turn my body to rest my head on his chest. I closed my eyes as I felt a kiss planted on my temple.