Stormi's pov
I head to my car. I'm so relieved I am done with another day of work.
I take off my vest and throw it in my passenger seat as I grab my phone.
I dial cuddles as I pull out of walmart.
"Princessa." His voice rings my car.
I smile. "Are you coming over or am I?"
"You can --"
I dropped my phone as I watched the same car from this morning following me again.
I pulled at the red light and the car made sure to stay a good few feet behind me.
I search for my phone and grab it off the floor.
"Are you okay?" Kaden asked again.
"I'm being followed."
"What?!" He yells.
"This morning a black escalade was following me and now they are again. I thought it was just a coincidence but now I'm not for sure."
He sighs and I can see him running his hand through his curls. "That's Myles. I sent him there to keep an eye on you which apparently he isn't doing a good job since you saw him."
I feel my face flush with relief then anger. "Why the hell did you do that? Why didn't you tell me? What the fuck Kaden."
"I'm so sorry Princessa. There's just a lot of people that want me dead and since there's a picture of us floating all over the internet, I had to protect you. I don't want someone to go after you. Plus, your apartment isn't my choice of living."
"Choice of living?"
He sighs again. "It isn't a good neighborhood...I'm sorry I should of told you."
"Yeah you should of!" I say hanging up as I pull into my apartment.
I understand his status. Richest man blah blah blah but scaring me half to death shouldn't be an option.
I thought I was going to get drugged and kidnapped or murdered or worse.
Dragged into trafficking...
I rush upstairs and stare at the escalade pulling behind my car.
I roll my eyes and head straight to the shower.
I wash my body and shave everything that grows hair that shouldn't.
I sit on my bed in my towel and rub my 'Ralph Lauren' lotion all over my arms and legs before putting on my baby blue lingerie.
I debate on dressing up or dressing comfortable.
Eventually deciding on comfortable since it's just a movie night.
I throw on leggings with an oversized sweater.
I straighten my hair and throw on a little perfume before putting Kaden out of his misery.
He has called and texted multiple times since I hung up on him.
Before I get the chance to call him back, the door bell rings.
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Greatest Pleasure
RomansaCall it obsession, call it possessive. She was mine first so that gives me all rights to her no matter what anyone says.. Kaden Hernandez, sexy, tattoo billionaire. Head of the Mafia. Stormi Madden, innocent, great student, absolutely a nobody. Co...
