Page 19 of Filthy Messages: Stalker Alert!

There have to be some weapons around here somewhere. When I go through all the cabinets in the bathroom, I find nothing. I look at the silver toilet brush.

What am I going to do? Bash him to death with a toilet brush?

The thought makes me smile before it fades away when I think of my parents and Simone. I needed to deal with this as I did with everything else in my life.

Logically.

I sigh before hanging my towel up and getting into the shower. I needed to feel clean and fresh before I focused on getting out of the madman’s cage.

Chapter 13

Roman

As desperately as I had wanted to stay with Gia, I had work commitments to take care of. One of the downsides of being the Boss was always being on call. If someone wasn’t out to double-cross you, they were out to try and take your place or territory.

Trust is fleeting in my world. It never lasts.

I put my phone away and got into the car. Her sexy little ass will need to wait a few hours.

Dante is already waiting for me in the car with a massive smile on his face. I narrow my eyes on him.

“Why are you so happy this morning?” I asked before sitting in the back of the car.

I keep my eyes on Joseph, my driver until he moves, and I give a final check over the guards around the house and gate. It made me uncomfortable leaving Gia alone.

“Never mind me, how was your night?” The clown said with his irritating grin.

I shake my head at him before taking my coffee from him.

“You need to get a life if you are that interested in mine,” I said, taking a sip of coffee.

I wonder if Gia will like the coffee blend. I was a traitor to my Italian roots as this coffee came from El Salvador from some old estate, but they grew their beans on volcanic grounds, and it was the best damn-tasting coffee I had ever had.

I took a long second sip, knowing I would need several of these to get me through the day. Between fucking Gia all night and then worrying about her reaction to the chloroform, I didn’t get much sleep. The thought of her beautiful pink pussy came to my mind, and I tried to think what I could blow off today to get back inside her sooner.

“That good, huh?” Dante asked softly.

I glanced at Dante, who was still smiling, but the smug look had vanished. His eyes had a softer expression in them. I relaxed in my seat.

Had I become so hard that I couldn’t see when people genuinely cared?

“When you know, you know,” I replied. “She was always meant to be mine.”

“How did she take to being ladynapped?”

My lips twitched at all that lovely innocent fire in her. All my previous hook-ups had been hardened Londoners, but my sexy nerd was from a small village out in the sticks. She may have moved to a larger town, but even at twenty-seven, she was still naive compared to the likes of me and the city dwellers that surrounded me.

“She will adapt to our lifestyle soon enough,” I said.

“Her boss?”

“I will wait until she accepts us, but once that is done, you can get rid of him. No witnesses, and the guy was a cunt to my girl.”

He smiled widely again and cracked his fingers.

I hand him my coffee before reaching for my phone. It was an email notification from Cameron.

There was one word in the subject heading.

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