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“Thanks,” I said, going inside and sitting all the way in the corner like before. Adrian naturally sat next to me, but he looked at me with concern.

“Is there something wrong, Lacy?”

“No, nothing,” I said quickly as I watched Ryder, Ethan, Cooper, and Lucas come in after us. They didn’t need to hear how rattled I was that they’d watched me last night. Ryder had probably jerked off to my video.Whatever. I didn’t care anymore at this point since it was too late.

When they closed the door, I didn’t look at any of them- occupying myself with my phone instead and trying to play a game I hadn’t played in a while. The limo was quiet, besides the light hum of the air conditioner. I could hear the men breathing all around me, and I felt like all of their gazes were on me.

“Lacy,” said Ryder.

“Yes?” I said, swallowing nervously and looking up.Act tough. Be the tough omega boss you are.

“We saw some suspicious activity outside your studio,” he said. My heart started palpitating with worry now. “A man was sneaking around, trying to look through the studio windows, but when he saw us- he ran.”

“Oh wow,” I said, not knowing what else to say. There was an actual creep after me, and he wasn’t going away. “So thereissomeone after me. What the hell could he want?”

“He could be a fan who took it to another level,” said Lucas. It was the first time Lucas talked directly to me, and I was surprised as I looked at him next. He had brown hair in a buzz cut and one silver earring hanging from his left ear. He was the bigger delta of the two and huskier.

“Ugh, I’m legit freaked out now,” I said, hugging myself from the cold air. Adrian gave me some space, and I was grateful. His scent, along with all the others, could send me into a panic again.

“Don’t be,” said Ryder. “We’ll find him, and he’ll go to prison for harassing you.”

“Prison is not a great place at all,” laughed Ethan. “He’ll regret it.”

It was true. The prison on Howl’s Edge Island was no joking matter. They placed prisoners in wet dungeons with no real beds or food. I wouldn’t care if the stalker was jailed. He broke into my house, and now he was sneaking around my workplace. It was disturbing.

The bodyguards could shoot him on sight for all I cared.

The strawberry mixed with chocolate ice cream tasted cool on my tongue as I sat on one of the tables outside the shop. The tables had cute blue umbrellas, shading customers from the sun as they ate. My bodyguards stood around me, adjusting their sunglasses and clearing their throats constantly as they waited for me to finish. I knew Ryder was low-key annoyed as fuck at me. He deserved it if he watched the video from last night and bragged about it to everyone.

“I’d like to buy an ice cream cone,” said Adrian.

“If you must,” grunted Ryder, his jaw tightening as he adjusted his sunglasses. The customers kept looking at our table and the weird arrangement of all five men standing around me with guns in their holsters.

I licked my ice cream, staring at the sunset, thinking about everything. I felt much safer than I had in days ever since hiring the bodyguards, so it wasn’t a mistake. The only drawback was the camera they installed at the house, which I hated.

Adrian plopped into the chair beside me, licking the lemon gelato ice cream he ordered.

“Damn, this tastes so good,” he said, licking it with his eyes rolled back in pleasure. His excitement at the amazing organic taste of the ice cream already put me in a better mood.

“Have you ever had Celestia’s ice cream before?” I asked, giggling, as I crunched the sweet strawberry chunk.

“Mhm, no,” he said, taking another giant lick. I couldn’t help but notice the wideness of his tongue, and my stomach clenched with arousal. I quickly looked at my dripping ice cream and licked it off.

Cooper had also bought ice cream and sat on my other side. His long blond hair got stuck in the ice cream, and Adrian laughed as he cursed up a storm, flinging his sticky hair behind his shoulders.

“Yeah, this shit’s good,” said Cooper, relaxing back in his chair.

“She didn’t pay us to eat ice cream,” growled Ryder, who was clearly unhappy with this arrangement. Ethan and Lucas were like robots, constantly on the lookout, so he didn’t need to worry about them.

“It’s okay,” I said in a calming tone. I enjoyed having the two men eat ice cream with me, and it felt different than eating alone. “The stalker would never show up here. He knows you guys are with me now. Plus, I feel less alone.”

“Aw,” said Adrian, rubbing my arm in affection. My face grew warm at the contact, and noticing my face flush, he removed his hand.

At that moment, I heard my phone ding with a text message. Upon seeing the unknown number, I unlocked my phone on the table with apprehension.

It said:

Enjoy the ice cream while it lasts. Soon, I’ll lick you up when you’re mine, little pinkie.

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