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“Are you going to come for me?” he asks, his voice low and commanding. “Are you going to come for all your viewers?”
Jack’s arms tighten around me. “That’s up to you,” he says. “We can take things slow, figure this out together. Or—” “Or?” I cut in, my heart racing. A hint of that dominant energy flashes in his eyes. “Or we can dive in headfirst. Explore every fantasy, every unexplored passion. No holds barred.”
“I want to explore everything with you, Jack. No holds barred.” A slow, wicked grin spreads across his face. “That’s what I was hoping to hear from my good girl.” “I like being your good girl,” I moan, running my hands down his chest. “But I also like being very bad too.”
I don’t want to fuck this up. Please don’t let me fuck this up.
“I most definitely don’t only want you as a friend.”
smile. “I feel like you and I both are Jekyll and Hyde. We have the good side—the firefighter and jewelry influencer—and then we have the very bad side—WinterWatcher and BlackAsChlo.”
“Now, I think you’ve been very naughty, teasing me in the café. What do naughty girls get?” “Spanked,” Chloe whispers, arching her back slightly.
“I’ve already fallen,” I admit, tightening my arms around her.
She grips the doorframe, and her face goes white. “Two years? Two years what?” “I’ve been here . . . watching.”
I stare at the screen, a mix of emotions washing over me. Of course she’s gone from Dark Secrets. I’ve ruined that for her too. Another safe space I’ve violated and destroyed. The full weight of what I’ve done crashes down on me. I’ve not only lost Chloe, but I’ve taken away her outlets, her privacy, her sense of security. All because I couldn’t control my obsession.
The elevator dings and the doors slide open. I’m not sure if insanity has truly taken hold or not, because for a moment I wonder if I’m seeing things. Jack.
begin to follow him. What am I doing? This is insane. I’m stalking my stalker. But I can’t seem to stop myself.
This isn’t me. I’m not the type of person who gets turned on by danger. Am I? Fuck me . . . maybe I am.
“I need you to be certain. If we do this, there’s no turning back. No more running away, no more hiding in the shadows watching from afar. It’s all or nothing, Chloe.” I close my eyes for a moment, trying to quiet the storm of thoughts in my head. When I open them again, I meet Jack’s gaze with newfound resolve. “I’m certain,” I say, my voice barely above a whisper. “I don’t want you on the outside looking in. I want you to come inside.”
“What’s your fantasy for tonight?” I ask. Jack’s eyes darken behind his mask. “I want to watch you.” He leans in and kisses my neck. “From outside your window.”
My stalker. My watcher. Now my lover.
Once naked, he joins me on the bed, hovering over me. He presses his forehead to mine. “This time, and every time from now on,” he says, his voice husky with desire, “I want to do more than just watch.”
