Chapter 446 - 442: Wipe It Yourself

"It’s me."

Cecilia Sterling’s voice came from behind Ben. Hearing her, Ben immediately stepped aside.

Meeting again so suddenly, Saul Thorne stared at Cecilia Sterling’s beautiful face, his expression freezing as his pupils contracted.

The tiny tube top, the denim hot pants that ended at the top of her thighs—she was so sexy that everyone around was staring at her.

But Cecilia Sterling walked up to him with a calm expression, looked at Saul Thorne, and said softly, "This is a legitimate business. The moment we found out, we detained the person and called the police."

A colleague came over and whispered, "Captain Thorne, about 50 grams of meth, 37 ecstasy pills, and about 180 grams of heroin."

Saul Thorne snapped back to reality. Remembering he was on a case, he quickly regained his composure. "Lock down the scene! Take everyone in the bar back for a mandatory drug test!"

"Yes, sir!"

This was standard procedure for a drug case. Since drug dealing had been discovered here, everyone had to be tested. You couldn’t just take the dealer’s word that they’d only sold two pills.

Cecilia Sterling also instructed Ben, "Cooperate fully with the police."

Ben nodded and led his men back into the bar.

The criminal investigation unit quickly entered, and all the lights in the bar flashed on. Onlookers didn’t dare get too close, afraid of being taken in by mistake, so they could only watch the commotion from a distance.

Cecilia Sterling turned to leave, but felt a sudden grip on her wrist.

She turned back to look at Saul Thorne, her eyes filling with confusion. "You’re in the middle of a case!"

Saul Thorne stared at her, then turned to the officer beside him. "You take everyone back first. I’ll be right behind you."

Confused, the detective beside him glanced at how Captain Thorne had suddenly grabbed the bar owner’s wrist, then subconsciously nodded. "Got it."

"You, come with me!"

With a slight tug, Saul Thorne pulled Cecilia Sterling toward the dark alley where he had parked.

"Saul Thorne!" Cecilia Sterling called out, but he acted as if he hadn’t heard.

Once they were in the alley, the world went dim. Cecilia Sterling felt a force on her shoulder, and she was pressed against the cold body of a Jeep.

Saul Thorne immediately pressed in after her. His deep breaths sent hot puffs of air against Cecilia Sterling’s face as she heard his hoarse, tightly restrained voice, "Aren’t you wearing a little too little?"

The question was clearly laced with hidden anger.

"It’s hot out!" Cecilia Sterling had nowhere to retreat, but she didn’t mind the close physical contact with Saul Thorne. Still, she reminded him calmly, "Saul Thorne, we’ve already broken up. Don’t be so possessive of me."

The distinct smell of alcohol wafted into his nostrils. Saul Thorne asked, as if to himself, "You’ve been drinking?"

Cecilia Sterling stared at him in silence, just wanting to know what he was trying to do.

In the darkness, her starry eyes were exceptionally bright. Saul Thorne gazed into them for a few seconds and was lost. His entire demeanor softened.

"Cecilia, I miss you so much."

The five words escaped his throat, filled with boundless sorrow and reluctance.

Cecilia Sterling turned her head away slightly, unable to bear looking at him. She raised a hand to press against his full pectorals, trying to push him away, but found she couldn’t move him at all.

"Saul Thorne, we..."

Before she could finish, Saul Thorne’s lips fell on hers, completely out of his control. The soft touch was all too familiar to them both, and in an instant, it threw them back into beautiful memories of their many passionate nights together.

The alcohol in her system was instantly ignited by Saul Thorne’s kiss. Cecilia Sterling felt herself drifting as muffled whimpers escaped their entwined lips. "You’re... a cop. Don’t you know forcing yourself on someone is... il-illegal..."

She only got half the words out before they were swallowed by Saul Thorne’s forceful kiss.

"Door... car door," Cecilia Sterling said, her head spinning. As she spoke, she started fumbling around on Saul Thorne’s body for the car keys.

Saul Thorne rummaged messily through his pockets, finally finding them in his pants.

With a BEEP BEEP, the car unlocked.

Cecilia Sterling flipped around, turning the tables. Saul Thorne took the opportunity to pull open the back door, and with a hard shove, Cecilia pushed him into the car.

At that moment, at the entrance to the alley, the bearded subordinate had followed them, worried. From a distance, he witnessed this "domineering" display from Cecilia.

Startled, he quickly ducked to the side.

’Did I see that right?’

Saul Thorne stumbled into the car, banging his head. He let out a pained grunt, but before he could react, Cecilia Sterling followed right after, straddling him directly.

RIIIP—

The sound of tearing fabric echoed in the dark car. With a short, sharp tug, Cecilia Sterling had ripped Saul Thorne’s light blue shirt to shreds, sending buttons flying everywhere.

But their passion was running high. They had both been holding back for a long time, and without another word, they were locked in another tangled kiss.

Cecilia Sterling’s hand slid down his abs. When it reached his waist, she felt the cold touch of metal. With a reverse grip, she pulled out the object and raised Saul Thorne’s hands high above his head.

With two sharp CLICKS, she cuffed Saul Thorne.

Saul Thorne became visibly excited.

"In the usual spot..." he said, his breathing heavy.

Cecilia Sterling leaned into the front seat and flipped down the sun visor above the driver’s side. A condom popped out. She sucked in a sharp breath as it hit her hand but paid it no mind. Holding the condom wrapper in her teeth, she reached out to unbuckle Saul Thorne’s pants...

At the mouth of the alley, a drunk from the bar next door started to wander in to take a piss.

"You can’t go in there!"

The bearded heavy-set man, who had been guarding the entrance, stepped forward to drive him away.

"I just gotta take a piss."

"Not here, you’re not. Go piss over there."

Seeing his fierce expression, no one dared to cross him. The man hitched up his pants and walked away, grumbling resentfully.

The heavy-set man snorted, then glanced back into the alley, using the faint light. He could vaguely make out the front of the car shaking, and he quickly whipped his head back around, terrified.

「An hour later...」

Cecilia Sterling leaned back slowly against the car seat, the sweat on her neck glistening. The car was a mess of fragrant passion, leaving only the sound of their heavy, ragged breaths.

Saul Thorne lay half-reclined, his hands still cuffed and his clothes in disarray. He looked at Cecilia Sterling with his head tilted, his entire being exuding a sexy, sinful aura, an expression of wanting more on his face.

Then, a few tissues fluttered down onto his body, followed by Cecilia Sterling’s voice, drifting over. "Clean yourself up."

"I’m still cuffed," Saul Thorne said, speechless.

Only then did Cecilia Sterling seem to come to her senses. The alcohol in her system had mostly dissipated after the exertion.

’Still, gotta admit, the quality is just different when you’re a little tipsy.’

Without a word, she unlocked Saul Thorne’s handcuffs. By now, Saul Thorne had also sobered up considerably. He watched Cecilia Sterling cautiously and asked, "Cecilia, are you angry?"

Hearing this, Cecilia Sterling shot him a glance and said matter-of-factly, "What would I be angry about? It’s not like you were the only one who had fun!"

Saul Thorne: "..."

After straightening her clothes, Cecilia Sterling got out of the car. She looked back at him and said, "If I need to go to the station too, I’ll wait for you up ahead."

With that, she slammed the car door shut.

Saul Thorne chuckled and shook his head. As he watched her retreating figure, his eyes were still filled with unconcealable affection and love.

But then he looked down at his now buttonless shirt and sighed softly. ’What am I going to do about this...’