Page 43 of Sinful Touch

“I have to warn you, Liliana, that I have seen this go one of two ways. First, the restraining order scares the stalker, and they move on to someone else, or-” He stops and looks at me.

“Or what?” Jax asks.

“It can get much worse, more violent.” He warns in a low voice, telling me that he has seen both outcomes firsthand.

“She will be with me,” Jax says with confidence.

“All the time?” He asks Jax.

Jax doesn’t answer. His body stiffens with Spark’s question.

The answer is no. It is not always impossible to fit in his book signings and class, but for the most part, we will be together.

“Thank you for the information, but I can protect her,” Jax says.

“I believe you will try, and I hope for her sake you can,” He says in a hopeful but edged voice.

The man pushes off of the desk and turns around, grabbing a piece of paper from the pile of folders on his desk.

He puts the paper on the desk and moves away, making his way around it. After taking a seat, he leans over and puts a pen on top of the paper.

“The more detail you can provide, the more it will help us ensure it sticks.”

Jax and I both take a seat. I release my hold on Jax’s hand and lean forward, taking the pen and slowly looking over the paper. My heart races as I start to fill out all of the blank spots.

I am hoping this will just make him go away, but something tells me I am not that lucky.

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Iknow what Detective Sparks said about whether it can make things better or worse, I believe him, but I am hoping for Liliana that it is the first one.

Hopefully, once they serve Chad, he will back the fuck off and just move on.

I don't want to say I want him to move on to someone else, but I can say I want him to leave her the fuck alone before I have to take the law into my own hands.

All of this has made me feel more out of control than I have ever felt before. I strive with power, and right now, I feel fucking helpless.

I feel as if Chad can just watch her, watch us as long as he is a certain amount of feet away, which is fucking bullshit.

The thought of him still watching her makes my skin crawl and makes the burning throbbing desire in my chest go nuts with the need to claim her again and again.

She is fucking mine, all mine, and I have no problem reassuring her of that fact.

I remove my shirt and toss it on the bed as I leave the room.

“Lil,” I say down the hallway, but she does not answer. My heart starts racing as I slowly walk down the hallway.

I make my way down to her room. I push open the door, but it is dark and empty. My heart sinks until I see the light from the corner of my eye. I turn and look down at the black room door; it is slightly open.

I make my way down the hallway and push open the door the rest of the way. I take a step into the room and see Liliana on her knees in front of the end of the bed, her hands resting on her legs. Her head is down, and she is facing me.

I take a few more steps inside closing the door behind me.

“Do you trust me?” I ask her as I make my way to her stopping right in front of her, she is completely fucking naked.

My cock pushes against my jeans as I look at the bed, the chains are ready, and I look back down at her she is now looking up at me, she is so fucking beautiful it hurts.

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