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her to tell me she would do anything. I needed her to need me.
    Her screams as she pulled at my hair while climaxing were nothing compared to her voicing that she wanted me to be her first. Not only did I have every intention of being her first, but I would also make certain I was her last.
    “Skye, there is nothing I want more, but the timing isn’t right. When you lose your virginity to me, I need to know that you’re doing it because you want to, not because you feel obligated. In my mind, I’ve already made you mine just by pleasing you sexually. I don’t need to take your innocence to feel that way. You’ll need to hold on to sweet memories like these for the times when I fuck you like I hate you. Believe me, those days are coming. You’re mine now, and you need to know I take that shit real serious. Don’t. Break. My. Heart!”
    “You’re so intense, Damon.”
    “Dangerously so, Skye. I’m giving you full disclosure. I’m an over the top alpha male, and I won’t hesitate to protect what’s mine. There will be no photo shoots with anyone else, and you damn sure better not give any other man your attention.”
    “Like I said,” she chuckled, “you’re so intense.”
    “You have no idea, but don’t worry, you’ll see for yourself before you know it. When the timing is right, I’ll make you completely mine. I understand how the things we’re taught to believe growing up can cause a lot of guilt, and that’s the last thing I want for you.” I got up and made my way towards the door before I did something I would regret… or, I should say, that she would regret. I turned and looked over my shoulder to speak to her one last time before I closed her door. “This isn’t about me rejecting you; it’s about respecting your beliefs. When the day comes for you to completely give yourself to me, all you’ll feel is good about it, not pressured or guilty.”



Chapter Twelve
    The Stalker
    You’re beautiful; I’ll give you that. Unlike other people who are probably sucked into a vortex of voyeurism because of your beauty, you’re nothing but a means to an end for me. You’re a way to hurt Damon D’Angelo. That arrogant, pompous ass ruined my life. I am going to make him pay, and I’m going to use you to do it.
    Pinning these photos of you on the wall is a constant reminder of revenge to me. I wonder if he’s won you over and wooed you into his bed with promises of fame and fortune yet? That’s what he does. He makes his fortune off the unsuspecting backs of models he secretly holds in contempt, outbidding every other agent and photographer just to add to his already massive fortune.
    I’m really doing you a favor by getting rid of him before he uses you and throws you away like trash. One day, you may even thank me for killing the man who is, day by day, convincing you he loves you. Damon loves no one but himself, his bank account, and his overinflated ego. I might even do you one more favor and off you while I’m at it. That way, you won’t have to deal with the heartbreak of losing your precious agent.

Skye
    “Come here and check this out.” Damon crooked his finger at me as I exited the bathroom after my shower. I threw on an ivory satin robe, pulled it closed, and tied the sash before I made my way over towards him. I’d been with Damon for a couple of weeks now, but I still felt the need for modesty around him.
    “You have got the look, girl,” he stated as he pulled me down onto his lap. He was wearing a pair of drawstring pants that laid low on his hips, and I was glad to be turned away from him so I wouldn’t be caught staring at the V cutting down into his lower abdomen. Whatever exercise regime he used sure was working for him.
    “God, you’re beautiful,” he whispered softly. It was like he was talking more to himself than me as he rested his chin on my shoulder, and I marveled at how easily the words came to him. I turned my head towards him, questioning his