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    As she neared the end of the aisle she jerked to a halt when Paulos Balis strode around the corner. He headed right for her and there was no mistake she was the reason for his presence. He certainly didn’t need anything from this aisle.
    Stopping when he was only a foot away, he glowered down at her, his dark eyes blazing with fury. She hated that he was so much taller and bigger than her. “You called the fucking cops on me?” he growled.
    Oh, hell no. “Are you stalking me? How’d you know I’d be here?” Belle glanced around, fighting the nervousness shimmying through her. The aisle was empty but she could hear people the next aisle over. One good scream and Paulos would back off. Or maybe she’d strike him in the face with her basket if he didn’t leave her alone.
    He ignored her questions and took another subtle step closer, clearly trying to intimidate her with his size. “Why the hell did you call the cops?”
    She held her basket in front of her, using it as a barrier. Even though she wanted to, she refused to take a step back. Paulos was a bully and she wasn’t going to put up with his crap even if it did feel like her insides were actually shaking. “ Someone tried to break into my house, which you already know.” The cops had no doubt told him.
    At first she’d been absolutely sure that Paulos hadn’t been involved in the attempted break-in, but after nearly being drowned by a strong, tall —according to Vincent and Travis—assailant so soon after she didn’t trust anyone. Especially not the very tall, angry man standing in front of her.
    “And you think I had something to do with that?” he snarled, reaching out as if to grab her arm.
    She tensed and actually took a step back. At the last second he dropped his hand, clearly thinking better of it. Before she could respond, he continued. “My fucking parents are giving me so much grief about the cops showing up to question me. What the hell is wrong with you?”
    Her eyes widened. “ Me? You show up at my house uninvited and try to manhandle me into…I don’t even know what your intentions were. You’re lucky my brothers don’t know about what happened.” This time she didn’t hold back any of her anger.
    His glare transformed into a sneer. “I never would have hurt you. Looks like you don’t mind getting roughed up a little though,” he said nastily as he nodded to her bruised jaw, obviously curious about it. There was such a dark edge to his words it took her off guard. As if he liked seeing her hurt.
    Belle had used cover-up, but there was only so much makeup could do. She narrowed her eyes at him, wanting to lash out. Somehow she managed to hold onto a sliver of her control. She hadn’t told her family what had happened in Grant’s pool and she couldn’t let her anger get the best of her. If she did, Paulos would gleefully tell her entire family what had happened. He knew how much she hated her family’s constant hovering and would take great pleasure in annoying her out of spite. “I don’t have time for your crap. The cops will leave you alone as long as you stay the hell away from me.” She steered things back in the original direction of their conversation. To the reason he’d apparently ambushed her in the middle of the feminine hygiene product aisle. “And you never answered how you knew I’d be here?”
    “I was on my way to your place when I saw you leaving the neighborhood with that guy.” Paulos’s face darkened at his reference to Grant.
    “That guy? You mean my neighbor?”
    “Yes! That bastard had no right to interrupt us during a private conversation. So now what? You’re friends with him? Is he the one who smacked you around?” There was no concern in his question, only scorn and contempt.
    “You’re an idiot, Paulos. Now get out of my way before I scream or call the cops. I bet your mother would love to come bail you out of jail because you’re stalking her friend’s