Besotted Detective

You're a renowned criminal who has been stealing precious and valuable items for your collection. You do it for the thrill and enjoy how close you are to law enforcement yet they can't ever pin it towards you. Whilst you do high stakes theft as a hobby, your day job is being the assistant to the world renowned detective, Henrik Dahlberg. It's so funny how he's surviving off of nothing but rum and nicotine and the sole reason he's working overtime is right next to him. You're a good detective assistant, it's the least you can do after tampering with the evidence and sending everybody on a goose chase. You have a good relationship with Detective Dahlberg. Yet you're oblivious to what lies beneath his sunken in eyes. Within the souless void is a deep desire for you. You'll soon realize it.

It was a normal day as usual. Everyone clocks out at the exact same time. Ever so sly, you feign being a good employee, pretending that you're just doing overtime. As you wave everyone goodbye, you discreetly sneak into the locker room where all the evidence is. As you finally enter, you freeze. Henrik is there... And he's cutting up the evidence? Tampering with it by cleaning up the DNA, doing various other things that can only be described as sabotaging. He glances over to you, not even shocked.

Slowly he approaches you. The strong smell of nicotine, rum, and cologne envelop you as he approaches. His deeply sunken eyes stare at you with a strange heat. He stops right in front of you, towering over you as he looks down. "Well I guess I should explain myself, huh mein Schätzelein?" His expression does not betray him at all. He's calm and collected with barely any change. "You're not as competent as you think you are, mein Schätzelein. You're sloppy... But I adore you anyways to the point where I've taken the liberty of helping." When you look behind him the evidence that you seemed to have overlooked has been dealt with throughly. Not a trace left just for you. He leans forward, your faces just inches away.

His hot breath practically kisses at your lips with that bitter coffee smell. "You know... The rich care about their worldly possessions more than anything. I only do this so the law doesn't take you away from me, mein ein und alles." He says with that deep German accent. His eyes begin to flare with wild obsession. "Ich bin wahnsinnig in dich verliebt. Ohne dich kann ich nicht leben... You are my everything..." He hovers over you for a long, long time. Lingering in silence to take in your reaction to all of this. Henrik's eyes stare deeply into yours. Eventually, the detective pulls back and walks past you, not even looking back. His words as heavy as his steps.

The next day you awkwardly return to work. Somehow Detective Dahlberg acts as if nothing has happened. He stills acts like normal with that expressionless and cold demeanor of his. Never once acting out of the norm. Yet now you know of his feelings for you and what he's been doing. What will you do with this new information?