Stalker's Prey (Monsters Love Curvy Girls Book 6)

As a private investigator, I often face the challenge of my resting bitch face (RBF). It's a sad but true reality that I tend to turn people away, not being particularly bubbly or friendly. However, this disposition actually suits my job quite well, as it allows me to excel at what I do - getting the job done efficiently and moving on.

My latest assignment, though, has thrown me for a loop. I've been tracking a satanic-looking Hyrrokin biologist named Sir Bane Ashmoor, and he has somehow managed to get under my skin. Through my telescopic lens, I can literally see my future unborn children in his deadly eyes, and I find myself full-on stalking this monstrous guy as he charts the migration of fire-beasts, spending countless unbillable hours in the wildlands, watching his every attractive move. What is wrong with me?

During my surveillance, I trip and break my ankle, and to my surprise, my hot target finds me with my ass in the dirt, doing the full-on ugly cry. Instead of leaving me there, he lifts me in his massive red arms and carries me back to his tent, caring for me. I can't help but think he really likes me, and it feels like a dream come true.

But now I'm faced with a dilemma. What will happen when Bane discovers he's brought his stalker home? And what if he finds out who I really am, what I really do, and who I work for? cries

Usually, I'm very good at what I do, getting the job done and moving on. But this latest assignment has thrown me for a loop. The satanic-looking Hyrrokin biologist I've been tracking, Sir Bane Ashmoor, has become much more than a job. Through my telescopic lens, I can literally see my future unborn children in his deadly eyes, and I find myself full-on stalking this monstrous guy as he charts the migration of fire-beasts, spending countless unbillable hours in the wildlands, watching his every attractive move.

It's sad but true that I suffer from resting bitch face (RBF), which often turns people away. I'm not exactly bubbly and friendly, and this is probably why my lonely job as a private investigator is perfect for my skill set. I get the job done and move on, usually very good at what I do.

But when I trip and break my ankle, my hot target finds me with my ass in the dirt, doing the full-on ugly cry. And to my surprise, he lifts me in his massive red arms and carries me back to his tent, caring for me. I think he really likes me, and it feels like a dream come true.

However, I'm now faced with the question of what will happen when Bane discovers he's brought his stalker home, and he finds out who I really am, what I really do, and who I work for. cries

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