Ziara Pov! :

I take the last sip of my drink setting it back down on the table with a soft thud, I breath in continuing to write down the information for my presentation, a cold case that happened to my brother, he's dead.. oh yea! I still had to load that in my agenda. I slip out my phone glancing around, I pauze. Why is he here!? Can't I just have one night for myself!? And how dare he show up after not stalking me for 2 days (a world record.) and after that intense memory i hate.. but how much i love it..

My gaze drags do the man on the opposite of him, he acts like he's not staring at me from the corner of his eyes. I flinch a little as they both stand up, I quickly look back down on my paper squeezing my eyes shut, just praying they won't walk to me..

They did.

I suddenly feel a tap on my shoulder, great.. I look up my eyes flinching open, what do I say now!? "Hey your Tyler's girlfriend right?" A man next to him asks, Tyler? Was that his name..? Original if you ask me.. "uh.." I suddenly feel a shot of warning in my stalkers eyes.. i don't have so much respect for him to call him by his name. He gives me that look that just warns me to play along..? He winks, yep.. I definitely have to play along..

My stalker slips a seat beside me as the other guy does the same at the opposite of us.. okay.. this is gonna be akward.. he better not touch me- He freaking slipped an arm around my waist, SERIOUSLY!? I scrunch my nose for a second glaring at him from the corner of my eyes, I just wanted to slap the 'innocent, proud and stupid smile of that perfect face..

I bite my lips a little, "how did you guys meet?" The guy asks, "I.." god.. not even a word could escape my mouth. "I approached her at a club, she was drunk." The stalker speaks. Are you kidding me? I don't even drink!? I huff out of my nose, annoyed. He squeezes my waist as a warning, I tense stretching a fake smile across my face, nodding. "yep.!" I continue nodding.. Why are you so stupid Ziara..

I purse my lips together as he nods, "I have to go to the toilet, ill be back" he nods standing up scurrying away with striking steps. Please dont leave me with this phsyco. I don't dare to look at him and start packing my belongings frantically within a millisecond, my hands shaking as I throw the rest of my stuff in the bag.

"If you think your leaving, your sadly mistaken." He calls out, I freeze, glancing back at him before I resume. I see him keep his movements calm and fluid as not to raise any alarm from bystanders, I feel him slide his hand around my neck. I pauze agian as I feel his touch, i whimper softly as he squeezes tight. "Look at me. Now." He commands, my eyes pinch shut for a moment before gliding my eyes to his dark ones. My eyes full of fear and slight suprise, "if you've never taken me seriously before, then do it now, Ziara" my eyes widend at the severity of his tone. "Your going to sit there like a good little girl and play along until i can convince Alexander to leave. Then and only then, you can pack up your shit and go home. Do you understand?" I breath in.

"Atleast tell me what in the world is happening, Tyler. Or whatever your name is?!" I frowned adjusting my skirt hiking up my high knee socks.

Toms Pov:

"Atleast tell me what in the world is happening, Tyler. Or whatever your name is?!" She frowned adjusting her skirt hiking up her high knee socks. "You know what? I don't care. I don't know what kind of game your playing, but after this, you need to leave me out of it." I lean forward and give her a warning look. She snaps her mouth shut but the anger in her eyes never dull. "I, Tried," I bite out. " I will try to leave with Alexander as soon as I can, but until then, do as i fucking say. Where super in love and your my doting little girlfriend. That's all you need to know right now." Her eyes widend gradually until she's staring at me like I've lost my mind. What she doesn't realize is I did lose my mind when I laid my eyes on her, and I haven't gotten it back yet.

"What is this?" She asks quietly. "Is Alexander dangerous? Why are you lying to him?" I sigh. "Yes," I concede. "He is dangerous, and he set his sight on you." Before she could question me any further, Alexander returns, a jolly smile on his flushed face. "No drink?" He questiones, sauntering up to the table with his arms outstretched.

"My fault. I got carried away by my hello kiss," I lie, grinning a cheesy smile. The thought of me making out with my girl public clearly gets him hot and unbothered by the flash of heat in his eyes, but he covers it well enough with a hearty laugh.

Ziara clears her troat, elbowing me hard in the side and offering an embarrassed smile. "What where you working on, Ziara dear?" Alexander asks, settling back into the chair and gulping down a large bourbon. "Uh a few things about a cold case that happend not long ago.." Alexander cocks a brow. "Really? Why's that?" The red in her cheeks brightened. "Uh, well my brothers actually. Oliver Monroe." "Oh! I know that case!" Alexander exclaims. "My father was detective during a that time, though he wasn't allowed to work the case." By the way her brow raise, her interest has been piqued. "He wasn't allowed to? How come?" "Conflict of interest. He and Vincent Monroe were best friends for 17 years, and Vanessa was a good friend of his. His seargent said it'd be too personal, so he had to stand by and watch them butcher the case." He shrugs.

Ziara's eyes widend with excitement. Clearly, she cares. Solving Oliver's murder means a lot to her. But I know she's only trying to prove something to herself. If it wasn't for the fact she had her own stalker. I don't think Ziara would've even bothered figuring out who murdered her brother.

Prove that it'll cement the fact that all stalkers are murderous phychos, and she can finally shut me out for good.

Alexander's phone, rings cutting off any further questions Ziara was gearing up to ask. Alexander glances at his phone and silences it, but from the way his face turned serious,I know that something was calling him away.

"That was my associate. I gotta head out for some business," he starts, swallowing down the rest of his drink and standing. "But listen, I'm hosting a party event at my house next weekend. It would be an absolute honor if you could attend." "Oh.. I don't know.." Ziara says, the discomfort renewed. Last thing she wants, is to pretend to be my girlfriend any longer than she has to.

Wonder what she's going to do when where married, and her belly is swollen with my child.

Quite the predicted shell be there. "Please. I would be insulted if you didn't show. Tyler here has been a wonderful friend, and I would be heartbroken not to see you two there." Noting the trepidation in her eyes, he tacks on.

"If you want we could talk further about the case of your brother, with my father being so close to your family. I'm sure I'll have more information rattling around my head."

Fucker. He's manipulating her, and that a big hell no. No one manipulates my girl but me.

"I have a few business meetings that weekend." I cut in, keeping my face controlled but a tad of anger by the reluctant interest in Ziara's eyes. She wants that information and Alexander damn well knows it. Alexander places a hand over his chest. "Not possible to reschedule?"

"I'll get back at you tomorrow, I promise." Satisfied with the answer he slaps a 100 dollar Bill in the tab walking off.

Dickface is confident I'll say yes, and I'm not even sure if he's wrong anymore now that he has Ziara fucking hooked.

Sighing, I push out of my chair and hold out my hand, promoting her to grab it. Unsurprisingly, she ignores it. Grabbing her laptop case, she stands and follows me. I walk her to her car in silence, and she doesn't push it. "I'm not letting you within ten feet of that place. Him knowing about you was never supposed to happen" I say firmly. We arrive a her SUV. She unlocks the door but doesn't move in yet. "I don't want to get involved either." She snaps. She looks away, contemplating something as she chew at her bottom lip. The urge to suck it between my own teeth reemerges.

"I don't know what your involved with—". She tries to figure out a name. "Tom." I reveal "my name is Tom." She gulps. " i don't know what your involved with Tom, clearly something I don't want to know but keeping me away from it is a bit too late don't you think?" She sighs,

"I'm going with you this once. I'll get the information I need, and you get what ever you need from him."

I never told her that I needed something of him, but I think she can sense I'm involved with these men for a reason. "Afterwards, we can pertend to break up. You can actually get out of my life while your at it, and even take Alexander with you." I cock a brow, her eyes latch onto the movement. It's not simple when it comes to the underbelly of society. When your dealing with seriously evil people, you don't just get out. Alexander has his eyes on Ziara, wether she realizes it or not. And if we 'break up' which would never fucking happen- she's free game. Instead of saying all that, I just nod.

"You'll come with me this once. You'll be safe and protected. And afterwards, I promise that mark will never see you agian."

Because im going to kill him.

"And the rest?" She squints her eyes. "If your expecting me to say that where going to break up, your more delusional than you believe me to be. There will never be an end to me and you. But I can assure you Alexander is not is not gonna be a problem any longer. He and I had a nice little talk, and he promised to be a good boy." Her eyes round. "Did you threaten him?" I raise my eyebrows. "What else would I do, baby? Ask him nicely and say pretty please?" Her lips curl.

"You probably just made him angrier." She points out, "if he miraculously develops a pair that are bigger than the ping pong balls he's got swinging between his legs and tries to hurt you, he'll be taken care of."

She wrinkles her nose, and I don't think she can decide if she wants to question how I know what the size of his balls are. I'd rather not relieve that nightmare."taken care of how? Your gonna murder him?"

"Ofcourse i am. Slowly, too. Start with shipping the Achille's heel so he can't run, and then—" "That's illegal, your going to jail" she cuts in, disgust curling her her lip."Actually, I hope you go to prison and are sentenced to death." She turns with a snarl, but she doesn't make it a step before my hand snaps out, capturing her arm and whipping her back around, directly to my chest. Ziara inhales sharply, her eyes dilating as I seize the back of her neck with one hand and grab her delectable ass with my other, lifting her up agianst my body.

"Will you be my last meal, baby?" Her mouth parts and her breathing hitches. Those beautiful brown eyes are wide and swollen with emotion. Shock. Awe. Desire.

I lean in close, my mouth hovering a mere inch from hers.

"You taste like heaven. I could feast on that sweet little pussy for hours and still die a starving man. It'll be the closest I'll ever be to god until they inject me with that needle don't you think?"

She's speechless, so I take advantage and capture those sweet lips with my own. She tenses beneath my hold but doesn't pull away. The taste of fruit from her margarita blooms on my tongue, and I can't help but groan. "You taste like fucking nirvana," I rasp, before sucking her bottom lip into my mouth. The faintest little moan slips free, and it's enough to drive me wild with hunger. I'm ravenous and only the depths of her body will feed the monster.

Ziara 's hand clench the front of my hoodie as I devour her. The hand cupping her plump ass slides lower until my fingers are brushing across her Jean-clad pussy. Cupping her from behind, I lift her higher, grinding my rock-hard cock into her.

Her next moan is free of restraint, ringing loud and clear as it vibrates across my tongue.

"Mommy are they having sex?" The loud voice of a little girl breaks the shroud of lust. Ziara jerks I guess violently for her eyes, she's lighter then a feather. And scrambles back bumping into her car to get away from me.

"Lilly,get in the car.." she appears from behind us pushing her in the car as Ziara's face spreads red flush of embarrassment. "I hate you" she reminds

I know.

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Authors note! : Tom speaks fluently in stalker ...

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