Stalking Her

Tall, dark, and tattooed meets confident blonde with curves .He's the type of guy who never pays attention to me. Dark and handsome, women practically throw themselves at Lane. But it's me his eyes follow at the club.and beyond it. He seems to be everywhere I am. Whether I'm at home or at work at the law firm, I can feel his gaze raking over me. It can't be a coincidence. I should probably be worried.
Scared this man might be a stalker. Yet, it isn't fear that floods my body when he looks at me. It's lust. And when he finally admits what he wants.there's no stopping the inevitable. No denying what he gives me. Only we're from two very different worlds. Ones that could drag us apart. But for him, I'm ready to go down fighting.