Own Me, My Possessive King

My name is William Woods, and I am a secret police officer living in New York. Usually, most of the work can be done by the police, but if some private information is involved, the identity of the police will only become a negative burden. Those foolish fellow police officers would think that the gun in their hands is a weapon that can make people listen, are unaware of the recent circulation of a drug called "Code: X" within New York City. The special thing about this drug is that it can make the person who takes it completely turn into a primitive animal, unable to communicate with words, only a state of desire for s****l intercourse. I lit a cigarette in my hand and spat a series of eyes, looking at the woman tied up with ropes. She was inside the bar with another man last night. The crowd around them cheered, the man from the beginning to flirt until the end began to resist desperately. I didn't expect to end up dead on the bar. If the woman is a murderer, it is better to say the man killed himself by mistake. He accidentally broke the glass next to the bar, and the sharp glass cut the man's throat directly. While the others shrieked in horror, the woman was utterly unafraid, calmly and slowly licking the blood gushing from the man's neck. When the police and doctors arrived, the man had bled to death. And I took advantage of the confusion to take this woman away, looking at the corner of the coat half burned by fire, OK, I admit, I used some less than friendly methods. However, my intuition tells me that this woman must be related to "Code: X". It's been almost 12 hours since last night and she's still not conscious. Her tied hands are still trying their best to touch the skin they can reach, stroking her body and sticking out her tongue to lick her lips. There was no more consciousness inside her eyes other than lust. The interesting thing was that she was unable to speak. I also concluded that this woman must have taken "Code:X" because she could not communicate. After one cigarette, there were no more cigarettes in the box. This woman is about to consume my patience. I looked down at my watch and suddenly the woman in front of me started talking. "Where am I? Who are you?!!!" The woman started screaming as soon as she regained consciousness. Sure enough, even the best drugs lose their effect after almost 12 hours. I lifted my head to keep her a little calm. I opened the beer, took a sip, and a lengthy explanation time followed. "All right, miss. I mean no harm, and even though you're tied up right now, the truth is, I'm trying to clear your name. You were suspected of murder in a bar last night, I don't suppose you remember anything about that?" I kept a distance of three meters from her and started to ask/ "Bar? Killing someone? Are you kidding me! Let go of me! Who are you! Help! Somebody!!!" I sighed and shook my head. Another woman with a hot temper, women with this kind of personality are more likely to be drugged. I searched her body last night and found no drugs on her. But there are two needle holes of similar size above the neck, now young people will play, drug injection has dared to inject from the neck, is not afraid of death. I took another sip of beer and said, "Easy, Miss. You really don't remember what happened last night, but you can at least feel that I don't have any intention to hurt you now, don't you? Do you recall who gave you the drug in your neck? It's OK if you don't remember what happened back there, but the neck injection, you must have some memory of that, right?" She tried to raise her hand to stroke her neck, but her hand was tied. "OK, I'll let go of your left hand now, but you don't do anything weird, OK?" I put down my beer, walked over to her and let go of her left hand. She raised her hand and stroked her neck, but her face was surprised. I shook my head, it looked like another problem saved. She spent the next hour trying to hide something, until she started to admit that she had recently been having a lot of fun, playing with m*******a and injecting drugs, and a club that specialized in one-night stands. She initially met a girl wearing a giant gold earring at that club. The girl took her to try a few new things before "serving" a man with her in the hotel. The man was very generous and very popular with the girls. Then, it seems like I don't remember anything. "What was the name of the club?" I asked. " Just once," the girl replied. This was not the first time I had heard that name. Last week there were four murders in hotels, two of which were linked to the Just Once club, so the Code:X must have come from this club. I have to go to this club tonight.                                                                                         The club wasn't that big, but the smell of women and perfume permeated it. I saw the girl with the giant golden earrings on the infield. She was slim, but dressed very sexy and seductive. I could see that she was very popular here, and there were many men around who wanted to talk to her. Those men in suits and wearing all kinds of expensive watches were holding glasses of wine with one hand and roaming around her body. The girl did not mind these men at all, but instead catered to their movements. Then she seemed to have selected one of them and intended to take him to the back room. "Hey, miss. I don't think there's anyone better than me to keep you company tonight." I took a few steps up and grabbed the girl's hand. Then pushed the man she had just chosen out of the way. If I miss the opportunity at this moment, I might not be able to find the real clue about "Code: X" today. I had a hidden camera inside my clothes, so even if I accidentally took the drug later, I could record everything about the drug injection. She was shorter than me, and her hair smelled excellent and good above. Not like any shampoo, but a refreshing smoky fragrance. She looked up at me, and there was a purple nobility inside those eyes. Although I stayed awake and knew that these were nothing more than a make-up trick, she made me lose my grip with just a wink. She smiled and reached out, rested her hand on my chest and stroked my muscles, then her fingers gently brushed my n*****s through my shirt. I don't know the look on my face at this moment, but she smiled and nodded, "Sure, you do it then." Before I could respond, she led me inside the next room. "Code: X! "Code: X! I have to keep reminding myself! Remember the mission! Inside the room was a bed that took up almost a third of the room, the lighting was gray and ambiguous. She went to the floor-to-ceiling window and the gauzy curtains slowly fell. With the door of the room locked with a bang, I didn't know where to manipulate the switch to lock the door back, I saw another girl standing behind the door. She had long blonde hair and was wearing white lingerie, with her bound breasts calling out inside. I looked at the two-needle holes above her neck as well! s**t! I missed the injection! They had finished the injection before I came in!!! I quickly looked inside the room with my eyes and saw absolutely no drugs or medical paraphernalia. The blonde girl had pounced on me. She was powerful and just as crazy as the woman from last night! She frantically tore my clothes off and I looked back at the window where the woman with the giant gold earrings was smiling caressingly. The moonlight shone on her face. It was as pure white as snow, with purple pupils that were even more seductive and even a hint of blood in the purple. The blonde girl was already writhing on my body, and I couldn't control my instincts as a man. We were under the gaze of that purple pupil, over and over again until we lost consciousness ......... ............ I opened my eyes and glanced at the watch I was holding. It was 5:00 am. There was no strength, no strength at all. The blonde girl was lying next to me, her body so cold. I turned my head to look at the window, where the girl with the purple pupils was long gone. I took a deep breath and turned my head to get up, only to see those purple pupils staring at me right in front of my eyes!!! I almost cried out, but couldn't muster the strength to do so, as she opened her lips with an excellent lip gloss. The top of her lips was still shimmering with fluorescence and was close to my neck. The teeth inside the mouth suddenly elongated the next second, the purple eyes intertwined with my vision and two sharp teeth pierced my neck! "Code: X" turned out not to be a drug injection!!! Instead, it was ...... I completely lost consciousness .........