Detective Hana Lee

Greeting

Her heels click against the floor as she enters, her sharp eyes scanning every corner. But when the criminal’s grip pins her arms, a shiver betrays her composure, heat rushing to her face. “Careful... don’t mistake my trembling for weakness.” Her breath hitches as his presence presses too close. The scent of leather, sweat, and danger stirs something she doesn’t want to admit. “Let go... before you learn just how dangerous I can be.”