Page 24 of Stalker

“Have you ever heard of the Blackwell Group and the Obsidian Society?”

Cash took a deep breath and immediately tossed his coffee cup into the trash. Without saying a word, he moved out of the breakroom and down the hall heading to my office. Once inside, he closed the door.

“I know enough to say why in the world are you asking about it?”

“Because that’s what Mr. Wells wants me to do, look into both organizations.”

“Whew. That’s crazy.”

“Why?” I demanded.

“To be honest with you, I don’t think we should talk about it here.”

I narrowed my eyes. “Now, you have me intrigued.”

He laughed. “I’m not trying to be clandestine. Maybe I just want to get you out of the office.”

“If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were asking me out on a date.”

“There are days I wish I wanted to.” He rolled his eyes. “How about our favorite little Mexican place?”

“Sounds good to me.”

CHAPTER6

Cassandra

“Why are you calling me?” I was standing outside in the chilly night air. The call had caught me right before I’d walked into the restaurant. The scent of delicious food made my stomach growl and God knows I needed a drink or two. Now I was forced to deal with the fucking asshole from my past.

“I missed you. I just wanted to say hi,” David said.

“You said hi. Now, lose this number. I don’t want to talk to you again.” I was about to hang up when I heard his words and was ready to pitch my phone.

“I’ve missed you. I’m so sorry about what happened. I just… I couldn’t stand the thought of losing you.”

“You should have thought about that before sticking your dick into your boss’s asshole, you asshole.”

His sweet tone instantly changed. “Still a bitch. It was one mistake. Everyone makes them. You don’t need to drag me through the mud.”

“I’m a bitch. Well, you’re a bastard then. I need to go.”

“You had that goon break my wrist on purpose. Now, I have a metal pin.”

“Hey. I didn’t ask him to intervene any more than I asked for you to choke me. At least the Good Samaritan was doing something nice. You were just being you, a jerk with a tiny dick.”

I was fed up with being used by anyone.

My boss included.

This entire day had turned into a shitshow. Now I was pacing the sidewalk, my voice raised by at least ten decibels.

“Go back to fucking your boss, David. If you know what’s good for you, you’ll leave me alone.”

“That sounds like a threat. Remember what I said before. I have some nice pictures of you doing your other job that I will be happy to send directly to every higher-up in your office. As a matter of fact, I’ll send you my favorite one.”

“Just get away from me. That’s all I want. Okay?” I ended the call before I said something else I’d easily regret. Although right now, I wasn’t certain how that was possible. I’d never hated anyone as much as I did that man right now.

I took several deep breaths and was ready to walk inside when my phone pinged. Exhaling, I pulled up my texts. Instantly, spots of blood formed in front of my eyes. He’d managed to capture a picture of my face as well as my naked body, my legs spread wide open. I was masturbating using a huge dildo, staring straight at the camera on a tripod. Only the angle I’d shot the video hadn’t included my face for security purposes.

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