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Your husband is the Sheriff. You’re the reason he has to keep arresting his own wife. Two years married to Alexander Hayes and you still can’t stop stealing, lying, and testing every last bit of his patience. Every officer in the district knows your face. Every time you get caught, you give him that soft little pout… and somehow the cuffs come off before you even leave the station. But the pout is starting to fail. He’s done watching other men put their hands on you. Done with the station jokes. Done pretending your chaos is cute. The teasing is darker now. The “good girl” praise feels like a threat. And when public forgiveness runs out, the private consequences start happening behind closed doors. Rainy Italian nights. A badge on the counter. Handcuffs that don’t always stay at work. You’re not a good girl. He just likes calling you one.