Page 4 of Stalker

“What the fuck are you doing here?” David demanded. Meanwhile, the other woman was doing her best to hide her face as she scampered to grab her clothes from the floor.

“Let’s see. Oh, yes. We had a date. Remember?” I folded my arms.

The bastard had the audacity to check his watch, the piece of jewelry I’d given him for Christmas he’d called his favorite gift ever. “You’re late.”

“Oh, so I’m late and you fuck…” Hold on now. I’d thought for certain he was fucking his assistant but seeing the owner of the Fortune 500 publishing company, a distinguished woman fifteen years older than David with a husband prominent in the senate was… comical.

I burst into laughter. At least I could continue having a good laugh while I tossed what few clothes he’d left at my condo out onto the street.

“You shouldn’t be here,” he quickly said while zipping his trousers.

“Nope. You’re right about that. But I’m glad I managed to catch a fascinating if not disappointing main feature. You know what? I’ll see myself out. There’s nothing of interest here other than trash.” I spun on my heels, determined to leave and wait until I made it back to my condo, which was two dozen blocks away to burst into… a fit of anger. There would be no tears shed over Mr. Limp Dick.

Unfortunately, David made the mistake of traipsing behind me when I headed into the hall.

“You’re going to keep your mouth shut about this.”

“Fuck you.” At least I could laugh while I continued walking.

“I mean it, Cass. If you don’t, I’ll make you pay.”

“Make me pay? Whoa. You think you’re in a position to demand anything from me?” I twirled around, allowing the venom to reach the surface. Up until that very second, I hadn’t thought about how much damage I could do to his career if I allowed this twisted affair out in the public. He’d be ruined, tossed out like the trash he was.

“I’m warning you.”

The man was serious. I’d spent two good years with the pig, and he thought he could treat me this way after cheating on me? “You’re warning me. You are kidding me. Right?”

He took a deep breath before grinning, closing the distance, but he should know better than to think I would back down.

“If you dare try and expose our relationship, I will release the pictures of your kinky adventures.”

I laughed in his face. “Nice try, David, but you seem to forget I was wearing a mask during those adventures. Funny how one of them included you and oh, my gosh, you weren’t wearing one. I’ll leave you with that thought. Have a nice life fucking your mother.”

Unfortunately, his threat put the fear of God into me.

I’d made a huge mistake letting him in on a dirty little secret that had helped me pay my way through law school. That had been when I’d mistakenly thought he was the one. God, I’d been so stupid. But I’d been careful with the pictures. I locked everything down.

Still, if there was a single chance he could expose me, my career would be over.

At this point, I didn’t care. Another sweeping set of violent images coursed through my mind, only the starring actor was my ex instead of the man I was trying to put behind bars. Damn if I didn’t have a killer’s instinct.

And desires.

I headed toward the elevator, refusing to look behind me even as tears welled in my eyes. I was known for being tough as nails. I’d been threatened countless times. I’d been forced to have a police officer remain just outside my home for fear of physical violence. I’d been mugged in college. Nothing had dragged me down.

But this… him. I was shocked how much his infidelity hurt.

The elevator was slow, or maybe my mind was just one big blur. When I finally stepped out into the lobby, I could barely feel my legs. My friends had warned me against marrying the jerk. I should have listened. Somehow, I managed to make it outside without tripping on my own feet.

The air was chilly, and I’d forgotten my coat at the office. I folded my arms, gritting my teeth to keep from screaming as I headed down the sidewalk. Maybe the long walk would help clear my brain.

So I could think about all the terrible things I could and would do to the prick.

I hadn’t taken four steps when a hand grabbed me, jerking me back with enough force I was almost knocked off my feet.

“I’m warning you to leave this alone.”

I’d known David had two sides, but seeing the vicious expression on his face as he dug his fingers into my arm was still a shock.

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