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they believe is appropriate, things can get very ugly very quickly.”
    I looked at him in disbelief. “Are you telling me there is a man out there—a complete stranger to me—who believes he is in love with me, and if I don’t return those sentiments, my life is in danger?”
    “That’s exactly what I’m telling you. The thing that has me baffled is how this guy found you. You don’t recall anyone stalking you in Haiti, and stalkers normally make their presence known just to have the advantage that comes with inspiring fear in their victims. You haven’t hit the cover of any magazine here yet, so I don’t think it’s a celebrity stalker. I believe it’s either someone with a personal vendetta against you or, perhaps, even someone who has a beef with Damon.” He laughed as he made his next statement. “I can understand Damon having enemies, but you? I just don’t get it.”
    At that point in the conversation, Damon cut in, “Skye, I don’t want you out of my sight, and when you are, you’re only to go out accompanied by Jerome. I won’t apologize for my possessive nature concerning you, and I most certainly won’t tolerate my woman being in danger. If something were to happen to you because I wasn’t on top of my game, I would never be able to live with myself.”
    I was quickly learning Damon wasn’t going to change for anybody. Luckily, his over the top alpha demeanor didn’t really bother me. I was strong enough to stand up to him if need be. I came from a culture where overly macho men were the norm, so I didn’t find Damon’s behavior to be any different than what I was used to seeing. For me, it was normal, and though I wasn’t in the habit of letting a man step in and take control of my life, this was a unique set of circumstances. I welcomed Damon’s overprotectiveness because I trusted him as my boyfriend and my boss. The career path I had chosen was one that had to be navigated with care. I’d been thrown into shark-infested waters, and Damon was the only person I knew who could show me how to not get eaten alive. What girl wouldn’t welcome that? In this situation, I don’t believe that relinquishing control to Damon made me weak. No, it made me strong. As a team, we would have a much better chance at success and survival. I knew, in my heart of hearts, if someone tried to hurt me, or even my family, Damon would kill him. I felt no remorse about this because it wasn’t just me I had to be concerned about. I had to look after my mother and siblings in Haiti. If someone put them in harm’s way, Damon wouldn’t have to hurt them because I would. The same way he couldn’t live with himself if something happened to me, I couldn’t live with myself if my family got hurt.
    “I want protection for my family in Haiti. If someone tries to hurt them, shoot to kill.” I directed my next statement solely to Damon. “Whatever connections you have overseas, go ahead and use them because if some stalker tries to hurt my mother or one of my brothers or sisters, I’ll kill the guy myself…”



Chapter Eighteen
    The Stalker
    “It’s amazing to me how, at times, real life can be stranger than fiction. I’ve had this need to eliminate my competition, Damon, and then this beautiful creature enters the picture.”
    I shuffled through the pictures of the woman with blue eyes that had me so intrigued. Of course, the set I kept for myself remained pristine and unmarred. She looked so innocent. It was sad she walked into harm’s way, never knowing she could suffer harm or, worse yet, be killed just for hooking up with my nemesis. I really didn’t want to hurt her, and my feelings for her were making it much more difficult to use her to hurt Damon. He always seemed to be with her, protecting her and watching over her. If I didn’t know any better, I would say his level of obsession was no different than mine. Damon D’Angelo was a stalker at heart when it came to the beautiful, dark skinned,