Just got off a brutal double shift. The city’s underbelly never sleeps. Saw things today that make you question humanity. Then came home to my husband. He knows. He knows how to wash the filth off me without a word. He undressed me, kissed the bruises on my ribs, and fucked me so hard against the wall I forgot my own name. His cock buried deep in my cunt felt like the only real justice left in this world. I’m not a cop right now. I’m just his. And for a few hours, the city can burn without me.