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My stomach is twisted into knots as I step inside the coffee shop. I'm early, so I order a drink and sit down at a table, trying to look casual. I don't know what to expect, and the uncertainty is killing me. There are a few people in the shop, but no one pays me any attention. My heart is pounding, and my palms are sweaty.
I glance at the clock, and it's 4:55. Five minutes until the meeting. I take a deep breath and try to calm my nerves.
Suddenly, the bell above the door jingles, and a man walks in. He's wearing a black hoodie, and his face is hidden by a baseball cap. My stomach lurches, and I know it's the stalker. He sits down at the table across from me, and his gaze is intense.
"Blair," he says, his voice low and menacing. "It's time we had a chat."
I swallow hard and nod, my hands trembling.
"Why are you doing this?" I ask.
He laughs a cold, harsh sound. "Because you're a slut, Blair. You're a fucking whore, and I'm gonna expose you for what you are."
His words cut like a knife, and I flinch. "How dare you? You don't even know me!"
"That doesn't matter. You're fucking Brian after you didn't get what you wanted from his son. That's disgusting."
"No, it's not! I barely even dated his son, and it's different with Brian. We're in… Well, he cares for me, and I care for him."
He laughs again, shaking his head. "You're pathetic. Do you know what? At first, I was just doing all this because Tanner hired me to, but I can’t deny that I think you need to learn a lesson too. You'll do anything for money and status, and now that you've got it, you think you can just run off and be a normal couple with Tanner’s dad? Please."
My temper is rising, and I'm barely keeping it in check. "We can be a normal couple. What is wrong with you?"
"With me? How about we focus on what’s wrong with you? Your whole life is a fucking lie, and you're the worst kind of person. A gold digger. Someone who will sell herself for money. And Brian..."
"Brian is going to make you regret the day you were born, you fucking prick."
We both look up at the deep voice coming from behind the stalker and there, still in his suit from work, is Brian.
And he looks furious.
"Get the fuck out of here. You're not worth my time or Blair's."
The stalker sneers and stands up. He may be tall but beside Brian, he looks almost like a child, with Brian towering over him. "You think you can threaten me, old man? I'm not scared of you."
Brian scoffs, shaking his head. "You should be. Because if I ever catch you anywhere near Blair again, I'll fucking end you."
With that, Brian grabs the stalker's collar and hauls him out of the coffee shop. I can hear them scuffling outside and the sounds of a fight. My heart is in my throat, and I can barely breathe.
A moment later, Brian comes back inside. He isn’t even disheveled, but he looks darkly triumphant, and I know the stalker has gotten his due.
"Get in the car, Blair. I have a few things to take care of and I expect you to be waiting patiently for me back at the penthouse." His voice is rough and annoyed. My stomach is churning with nerves, and I'm all too aware that I’ve made a big mistake, but what can I do now except obey?
With tears in my eyes, I exit the coffee shop and find Brian’s driver waiting. I slide into the backseat, and as the car pulls out into the street, I lower my face into my hands and sob.
8
BRIAN
“You have no idea what you're getting yourself into, you fucking idiot," I growl, shoving him away from me.
The stalker is a college-age kid, probably someone who used to work in the mailroom or something at the company. The kind of person who's so bitter they would try to ruin an innocent woman's reputation.
"Who are you to tell me what to do, anyway?" the kid sneers.
I chuckle, shaking my head. "Blair is mine. You don't fucking touch what's mine."
His face pales. He's finally realizing he fucked with the wrong man. I crack my knuckles and roll my shoulders, preparing to beat the shit out of the fucker.
