My Man

Book 2 of the My Boss series.

He came at me out of nowhere, terrifying me for a brief moment.

But I'm not the girl I used to be when I lived in Charleston, I'm stronger now.

Lars Moretti made me realize the strength I really held, Lars Moretti made me realize I deserve better than this, Lars Moretti made me realize I can stand up for myself.

In my moment of thought, my attacker had the chance to grab me by the throat and slam me to the ground, kicking me in my gut, throwing my newly fragile body feet away from him. My eye sight is hazy, and I'm trying to make sense of everything happening as he stalks towards me.

My memories flash in my head, for a quick second. All I can hear are the names he's called me. All I can feel are his hands on me. All I can comprehend, is the abuse I went through because of him.

With my anger rising, I grab my concealed handgun, feel my finger on the trigger, and before I know it, my ears are ringing from the explosion of the gun.

I look in horror at the sight before me. Mike lays on the ground, dead.

"Oh my god, I.....I....kil....killl.....killed someone" I say, stunned.

And in that moment, there's no thinking, there's no hesitating.

In that moment, I know there's only one person I can call about something like this.

Lars Moretti.