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mouth, ending with the inevitable knife to the heart.
    Helen had strolled into the Granville detective division five years ago, a newly promoted Layton PD lieutenant, with an in-your-face confidence. She was supervising an organized crime task force involving the two agencies. Methodically working the room, she shook hands with everyone, saving Alex for last. Helen’s five-foot-five frame was perfectly accentuated in a navy suit. Her beauty was topped off with blond hair and blue-gray eyes that pierced Alex’s soul. When their hands touched, Alex was captivated by Helen’s warmth and seductive charm. They quickly became inseparable, making excuses for unnecessary meetings just to see each other.
    Two weeks later they made love for the first time in the lift of Helen’s building, and Alex was undeniably lost. Even now, she couldn’t escape the vivid memory. She didn’t even bother to fight it; she simply gave in, letting herself drift back in time. Helen had punched the Stop button. The tiny wood-lined cubicle jolted to a halt and Alex’s breath caught in her throat as Helen pressed her against the wall. She ripped Alex’s blouse from her jeans and quickly unfastened the buttons. Her lips were hot and hard against Alex’s breasts, sucking and biting them into erection. Alex’s knees trembled and her clit ached with pulsing beats. She tried to regain her composure and calm the fire that threatened to blind her to all sense of decorum. Her protests were pointless.
    Helen said, “I have to fuck you right now. I can’t wait.”
    Alex had melted into her arms, moisture gathering between her legs. No one had ever been so desperate for her.
    Helen unzipped Alex’s jeans and slid her hand into the slippery warmth. “See? You want me.”
    “But we’re almost to your apartment.” Alex struggled to move away but Helen lowered her to the floor and pinned her. She was vulnerable. It turned her on and Helen knew it.
    “You’re so wet. I know you want it as badly as I do.”
    “But the alarm…people will come.” The fear of interruption only served to heighten Alex’s arousal.
    “It’s broken. Fuck them anyway. I only care about you.”
    Helen’s mouth covered hers with bruising kisses as her hand claimed Alex’s center. She rode Alex’s thigh as her fingers plunged deeper and deeper inside. Her expert hands stroked Alex with such intensity that the sensations fluctuated between pleasure and pain. Alex could feel Helen’s need to have her, to possess her. She wanted to please Helen, but something held her back.
    “You’re safe with me, Alex. Let go for once in your life.”
    And God help her, she did. Alex had wanted to trust someone to love her and take care of her. She’d grown weary of always being on guard, never feeling safe. Need that intense must have been love. She gave in to the feeling. Desire overtook her and physical pleasure became her only goal.
    Helen felt her response and drove her fingers deep inside, making Alex’s body burst into a wave of light. Tears, sweat, and come spotted the elevator floor as Helen continued to devour her. Alex had never imagined such passionate physical gratification.
    As their bodies trembled, Helen whispered, “You’re mine now.”
    If Alex had only known the literal intent of those words. She had trusted Helen totally and felt safe. She’d surrendered to the emotional involvement and craved the sexual excitement. Helen had filled a void, and Alex had allowed her to control their life together. The four-year exchange aroused passion and volatility beyond Alex’s wildest imagination and nightmares. Ultimately it almost destroyed her. Helen was a violent alcoholic, who came from a long line of similar relatives. Her obsessive jealousy had isolated Alex from friends and family. Alex’s attempts to extricate herself from their relationship always ended in a scream-fest followed by threats of further violence.
    How could she have been so stupid? And why did she