“Oh my God! You are the stalker chick! But you are Kendall Redding, the model,” Kara said, shocked at the revelation.
“Stalker…Max never said anything about a stalker.”
“Miss Davis, he didn’t want you to worry,” Marcus said gruffly as the crazed bimbo struggled in his grasp.
“Yes… He didn’t tell you, did he? He had a date with me that night for a nice little fuck, and you had to go and crash into him. I bet you did it to meet him, didn’t you? I hate you!”
The police arrived and took her into custody as Marcus drove us to the hospital. While I was being seen, Marcus had texted Max: Kendall attacked Alex. She is your stalker. We are at the hospital.
When he got there, he looked frantic. His eyes were wide with fear. His hair was a mess and his tie was loosened. He ran up to see if I was well, but the jealous pain and anger I was feeling was too much. I pushed him away and noticed the pain that coursed through his eyes. The doctor had just cleared me to go home, and I had just gotten dressed in an outfit Kara had bought for herself, since that bitch had ripped my dress.
“I’m sorry that she hurt you, baby. Talk to me, Alexandria. Do not push me away again.” He tugged me until I was in his arms as he examined my face and arms.
“Why should I talk to you?! You obviously don’t talk to me. You didn’t bother to tell me that you had a fucking stalker. A woman you fucked and dumped after we met.” I was furious, and all I wanted to do was go back home to Chicago.
“I didn’t fuck her. I am not going to have this conversation here. Let’s go home.” Marcus drove, Kara joined us and sat in the front seat of the truck. Max grabbed my hand, and I tried to pull away but he was stronger than me. So, in a snit, I turned to the window and refused to look at him.
We had gotten to the apartment when Kara asked Marcus to take her to get something to eat. I knew she did it so we could have some privacy. I fought the tears that clouded my eyes. We had barely entered the living room before he was lashing his anger out on me.
“Look at me, Alexandria, damn it! I didn’t sleep with Kendall. Granted, initially I was planning on it. It had been a long time, and she and I met at several functions, but the moment I saw you, I wanted no one else. I never even touched her. I am sorry that your feelings are hurt, but I didn’t do shit wrong. I am not letting you leave, so you can keep looking at the front door all you want—it still isn’t going to happen.”
“You didn’t tell me about her stalking you. What else are you keeping from me?”
“I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you to worry. I had been in the process of vetting more security for you this morning at the office.” I wanted to be angry because he was keeping secrets, but really my anger stemmed from being jealous about him wanting someone else.
Chapter 12—Max
I was fucking frustrated and paced back and forth through the living room. She had been attacked by the stupid broad I was going to hook up with. I wanted to cut off my dick for being so fucked in the head. I should have picked up on the signs that she was a little too eager to be with me. Kendall may have been a model with money, but it seemed she had a few screws loose. I took a seat on the sofa and pulled her in between my legs.
I knew that I was in the wrong, but I needed to show her who was in charge in this relationship. "Alexandria, who do you belong to?"
"Myself." She looked at me with contempt.
"Wrong answer. Try again,” I growled as I held her in between my legs and dragged her down onto my lap. I am sure she felt my erection, since she felt the need to rub up against it.
"No one?" She thought she was being funny now.
"You belong to me, the same way I belong to you, but I am the man in this relationship and it is my job to protect, comfort, and care for you. I am sorry that I failed to do that today. But if you ever push my love away again, there will be consequences. Do you understand?"
"What kind of consequences?"
"Let's just say that you don't want to see," I said angrily. "Sweetheart, before you, I was a total asshole, and with you I feel too happy to be a prick, but I’m not going to stop doing what I have to do to keep you safe."
"Are you going to keep lying to me? Are there any other things you 'forgot' to mention?"
"No, babe." There wasn’t anything I forgot to mention, so technically I wasn’t lying. I hoped that when she learned about her dad, she didn’t find out that I knew about it.
"Give me your mouth, Alexandria." She obeyed even though I could feel her trying to resist me.