Resisting (Dirty Cops #1)

Epilogue

EPILOGUE

Rowan

I pull up to the trailer, my gut sinking at the sight. The place looks even shabbier than I remember. Or maybe…it was always a dirty old rust bucket, but because it was my home, I didn’t see how run-down it is. I only ever saw how ugly the inside was.

My new home is a small three-bedroom bungalow, but it feels like a palace. Although, Ryker says it’s not big enough for his queen. He told me that once I’m done with college and find a job, he’s going to buy me my dream home. One big enough to fit all the kids we’re going to have in. He also plans to put in for a transfer to whatever precinct is the closest to my work. He’s so supportive it’s almost too good to be true. I have to pinch myself daily to make sure I’m not living in a dream.

“Thought you were dead,” the witch says as I enter. I’m not shocked by her comment; she probably wishes I were. What does surprise me is how dirty the place is. Then again, it shouldn’t. I was her slave who took care of everything, including the bills, which is why there are tons of late notices laying on the counter.

“Came for my stuff,” I lie. Ryker asked if I wanted anything from my past life, but I didn’t. Never had anything of value. No family photos. No homecoming pics. The only thing I had was my wardrobe, which mostly came from a thrift store. And Ryker wanted to take me out and buy me new clothes, so I didn’t need any of my old raggedy ones. He loves spoiling me.

“Where you been at?”

I keep from rolling my eyes at her poor English. I’d love to correct her grammar, but there’s no point in fixing trash.

“Been staying with my boyfriend.” I bite back my smile. Can’t wait to see the look on her face when she sees who my boyfriend is.

“Don’t be surprised when that rich kid gets tired of your pussy and takes out the trash. By the way, that mail is for you.” I look at all the bills but don’t bother picking them up. “You better make good on those, you little bitch. Or else you really will be dead.”

Wow. She’s gone from threatening to have me arrested to threatening to kill me. Guess Ryker will have to add that to her rap sheet. Once upon a time, my heart would’ve felt the pain of that brutal stab, but my dreams have come true and none of her viciousness bothers me anymore. Besides, she’s about to be removed from my fairy tale entirely. The evil witch slayed by prince charming.

Have to say, Ryker’s plan is genius. He wanted to keep the ruse going. Make it seem like he was still interested in having a serious relationship with her so that the final blow would be painfully agonizing. So we’ve been messaging her from his phone, feeding her dreams and painting a picture of a future that will never come true. And to avoid having to spend actual time with her, he’s been claiming that he’s working undercover on a case and has been out of town .

But today, he called her up and said he couldn’t stand being without her for a moment longer. That he needs to see her and be inside her again. He begged her to take the night off of work so that he could take “the love of his life” to the fanciest restaurant in town. The steakhouse. Then he’s going to take her to his home afterward and make love to her all night. He also hinted to the fact that he has an important question to ask her, which made me smirk. It’s the perfect cherry on top of this entire charade. Instead of getting a ring on her finger, she’s going to be slapped with cuffs.

Little does she know, he’ll be taking her right down to the prison. Where she’ll be spending the rest of her life locked in a cell on charges of: child neglect, drug possession, theft, arson, and trying to frame me in a crime. And the best part is, there will be no trial. It’s already a done deal. There’s a new dirty cop in town who’s calling all the shots now. He’s like Robin Hood. Making sure the criminals get the justice they deserve, no longer relying on the corrupt system which punishes the innocent and rewards the guilty.

“I’m not paying your bills anymore, Rhonda.” Her wrinkled eyes narrow at me, making even more lines crease her brow. “I’ll never bail you out again.”

“You little ungrateful bitch. I gave you life.”

No. God gave me life. She gave me nightmares. And Ryker…he’s given me love and happiness.

“You’re the ungrateful one,” I state. “I never turned you into the authorities. Never told anyone what a monster you were or how you left me alone for days. I saved your ass from going to prison, so I think you should be thanking me.”

She huffs, putting her hands on her hips and stepping forward.

“I should’ve aborted your ass. Should’ve just sold my cunt on the street and made money to have you sucked out of me.” Again, there’s no sting from her evil words. Ryker is right, the issue is with her, and there was nothing I could’ve done or said differently to change the way she felt about me. Her evil runs too deep in her blood.

“You need to get the fuck out of here before I call the cops. My boyfriend is on his way over to propose, and I won’t have you ruining my night.” She steps closer, the witch getting right in my face with her warning, trying to intimidate me. But for the first time in my life, I don’t back away or quiver in fear. “And if you ever show your face again, I will kill you. You’ve sucked enough happiness out of me and I won’t have you tainting my future.”

“Knock, knock.” The deep rumbly voice rolls right down my back and settles between my thighs. Ryker comes walking into the trailer, looking as though he wants to blow a gasket, but he has his smile firmly in place.

Rhonda quickly backs away from me, smiling brightly at the sight of him. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a real smile from her before. She actually looks vibrant. Not haggard. She looks like she’s in love. I can’t say I blame her for having true feelings for him. Ryker is easy to love. Plus, we’ve been playing our hand well.

“Ryker, baby. You look so sexy.” She runs her eyes over him, licking her lips. “It’s been so long. Maybe we should go to my bedroom first before we go eat? I want dessert first.”

He does look sexy. I assumed he’d show up in his uniform, but he’s wearing a suit. Guess he wanted to make the ruse believable, rub some more dirt into the wound.

He steps out of her reach and turns toward me. “Rowan, it’s good to see you again.” He gives me a discreet wink and a charming smile. The blush in my cheeks is unstoppable. I still have the taste of him on my tongue and can feel him between my legs.

The moment I got home from having lunch with Myrah, he was waiting at the door for me. Belt in hand and a stern look on his face. My body shivered, knowing exactly what kind of mood he was in. Daddy wasn’t happy that I’d forgotten to text him and let him know I was going out with my friend. He came home on his break, hungry for his “woman,” but I wasn’t there.

God, I’m getting hot all over again just thinking about my punishment.

“She was just leaving,” the witch says, her silky-smooth voice feeling like sandpaper against my nerves. I’m ready for her to be taken away, so my daddy can get home and tuck me into bed tonight.

“Before you go, Rowan,” he says, giving me a genuine smile. “I was just about to ask your mom a question and would love for you to be witness to this special moment.”

Rhonda’s smile gets even brighter. She believes her dreams are finally about to come true. That this gorgeous man is going to sweep her off her feet, take her away from this dump, and then provide the love and financial stability she’s always longed for. When in truth, he’s about to ask her if she’s ready to spend the rest of her life behind bars, because that’s where she’s headed.

He looks toward Rhonda, then drops to his knees. A happy gasp falls from her lips, and she looks down at him with pure joy in her eyes. If I didn’t despise her so much, I’d actually feel sorry for what’s about to happen. He’s going to ask for her hand and then slap the cuffs on her. But instead of following the plan, he turns to face me.

“Rowan, baby. Will you please do me the great honor and be my wife?” Another gasp fills the space around us, but this one comes from me. “I promise to always love and cherish you. To be your protector and provider. To spend my days making your dreams come true and my nights bringing your fantasies to life. I want to be your man, baby. And I want the world to know that you’re mine. Please say yes, my darling girl.”

He pulls out a little blue box, like a magician pulling a rabbit from a hat. And sitting inside is the biggest sparkly diamond I’ve ever seen in my life. Another gasp registers in the distant background, this time from the witch. She must be in shock too but I can’t even focus on her right now, I’m so stunned and absolutely amazed.

Just yesterday, Ryker was telling me he wanted to wait until I was done with college to get married so I didn’t feel pressured about being a wife when I should be focused on my school and friends. Of course, I told him that whether we’re married or not, I’m still going to be cuddled up with him at home rather than partying it up, so he better get used to having me around all the time. I was disappointed about him wanting to wait, but I wasn’t going to put pressure on him like Rhonda would. But now I’m realizing he was just saying that to throw me off his scent.

“Yes,” I say, tears running down my cheeks. “I’ll marry you, Ryker. I love you so much.”

He slips the ring onto my finger and then scoops me up into his arms for the most incredible kiss of my life. My toes curl inside my heels. Tingles running through every part of my body. My heart feels so full of love and happiness that I think it’s going to explode from my chest.

“You little bitch!” The raspy shriek has our lips slowing to a stop, taking one final lick before we pull apart. He places me back onto the ground, giving me one last sensual kiss before turning to the wicked wench.

“This is her way of getting back at me, Ryker. She doesn’t actually love you. You shouldn’t let yourself be fooled by this little whore. She’s been living with her rich boyfriend, so whatever she’s told you are lies.”

I shake my head. Does she ever actually think before she speaks, or is she as stupid as she is evil? “You really don’t get it, do you?” I step closer, shredding her power with each step I take. “Ryker is the guy I’ve been living with these last few months. He”—I turn and give him a wink—“is my rich boyfriend. And as far as your claim about me getting back at you, you’re only slightly mistaken. I’m definitely out for revenge, but it’s not my love for Ryker that’s a lie. All those texts you’ve been receiving have been the lie. The relationship you thought you had was us leading you right into our trap.”

I turn toward my fiancé. “Can I do it?”

He gives me a smirk and pulls out his gun.

“Oh my God. No! Ryker, please! You can’t let her kill me! You’re a cop. Stop her!”

I can’t help but laugh at the fear rocking through her. For once, she’s the quivering mess.

“I would never be that kind to you,” I say, holding out my hand and taking the handcuffs from him. “You don’t deserve peace after the life of hell you put me through.”

I grab her wrist roughly, just like Ryker does to me when we’re playing the game of dirty cop and his feisty little prisoner. I snap the cuff around her wrist, closing it until it’s tight enough to leave a mark on her skin. “You deserve to sit in a cell, day in and day out, thinking about me living the life you always dreamed of, with the man you were gullible enough to believe could actually love a haggard lying wretch like you.” I snap the other cuff on, making sure it bites her skin as well.

“By the way,” I say, dropping her locked arms and turning to face my man who’s pointing the gun right at the witch, wishing he could just shoot but knowing she deserves far worse. “I am grateful for one thing.” I move toward him, putting an extra sway in my hips as I slink up to him. Running my fingers up his broad chest, then wrapping his tie around my wrist.

“I’m grateful that you brought this incredible man into my life and that you gave him enough alcohol to convince him to stay.” I pull on his tie, bringing him to me, then brush my lips against his. Earning myself one of his sexy growls. “And I’m grateful that I get to live the rest of my life knowing that the only person that you ever truly loved besides yourself is madly in love with me. I love you, Ryker.”

I lick my tongue out, teasing at the seam of his mouth, but he doesn’t let me play. He yanks me against his body and gives me a downright dirty kiss. Setting off an earthquake of need. When I start to climb up his thighs, desperate for the friction between my legs, he wraps me around his waist. I begin to rock and rub against him. God, I can’t get enough of his cock. It’s a weapon that yields insane pleasure.

He carries me over to the counter and sits me on top. His fingers slide up my thigh, right to where he knows I need him. He groans when he discovers I’m pantyless. Bare and soaked just like he loves me. “You’re a naughty little girl, you know that?”

I bite my lip and nod. I love being his bad girl. Love receiving his amazing consequences. His rough dominance only encourages me to be naughtier.

“You want me to spread this tight little pussy wide or wait until we’re out of this hellhole and away from the bitch?”

I glance to my left, seeing the witch who looks like she wants to spit and scream, but there’s nothing she can do or say at this point. Her fate is sealed.

“I want you to fuck me raw and hard, Ryker. I want one good memory in this shitter before we burn it down.”

“You aren’t burning anything,” the wench shrieks. “As soon as I speak to an attorney, I’ll be released. It’s your word against mine, you brat, and who’s going to believe a girl with a record?”

“You’re wrong.” Ryker levels her with a menacing glare, making her cower back—and making my pussy wetter. “It’s your word against an entire police force, isn’t that right, Officers?”

I turn, noticing for the first time that Bentley and Merk are standing in the doorway. I hadn’t even heard them come in .

“That’s right,” they both say in unison. “We all heard the death threats,” Bentley adds.

“Besides,” Ryker states. “There won’t be any lawyers. Judge already ruled and you’re getting life behind bars.”

She starts shouting and spewing her protests, but no one is listening. Ryker gives the signal and the two officers grab her roughly and drag her outside.

“I thought you were taking her away?” I ask, wondering when he changed his plan.

He swoops in and tugs my lip between his teeth, nibbling me into a frenzy. “I didn’t want to waste another moment of our life on her. Besides, after I get my girl’s pussy tamed and under control, I’m taking my fiancée out for a nice dinner at the steakhouse.”

My eyes blur with tears. Another dream is about to come true. And the part of that dream that I could never have imagined in all my wildest dreams is the man before me. The one who has not only washed all the pain of my past away, but who loves me unconditionally. Even when I’m being a very naughty girl.