Stalked – Curvy Women Wanted

Emily didn’t even realize he’d followed her outside. The glare on his face made her flinch.

“Come on, James, you’ve got to admit our girl here needs herself a man.”

“Do you want to lose your job and take your advice down to job support?” James asked.

“What? No, of course not.”

“Then stop pawing at Emily and get in here and tell me what it is you need, and then leave.”

Nancy sighed. “We’ll talk another time. Good to see you, Emily.”

She really wanted to cry now. How could James threaten Nancy when she was only being nice?

Cleaning away her bucket and mop, she walked back inside. She heard yelling, and peeking around the corner, she saw James shouting at Nancy.

Emily hated violence of any kind. Walking back into the cleaning closet, she put away her stuff. She heard the banging of a door, sniffles, and another bang.

Moving to the window she saw Nancy, a grown woman, crying as she rushed back to the car.

Without even thinking, Emily was walking toward James. He was in his office, flicking through some paperwork, and she saw red.

“You had no right to speak to Nancy like that.” Emily’s hands were shaking. Her heart raced, and she felt a little sick.

This wasn’t what she wanted to do and she really wished she’d thought this through before coming to him, but there was no way she could let him get away with this, or risk herself being too much of a coward.

He lowered his paperwork, brow raised, and sat back in his chair as if he owned the place.

He does.

“Excuse me?” He spoke quietly, slowly. The menace was there, hidden beneath the surface, threatening to spill out for them all to see and hear.

“You heard me. You shouldn’t have spoken to Nancy like that.” Well done. You tell him. Don’t let him think you can threaten easily.

“And what exactly are you going to do to stop me?”

Chapter Two

The fire in her eyes, James lived for it, relished it, wanted it all to himself. If she could stand up to him now, she’d be able to handle him no matter what.

There was a flash of fear, but she didn’t back down.

“Nancy’s a good worker, and she was only being nice to me.”

“And you think I should accept her trying to set you up with other men?”

“What? No, she wasn’t trying to do that.”

“Then it goes to show how fucking stupid you are.”

“Hey! Don’t call me stupid. That’s not fair at all. I’m not stupid.”

“No, then what are you?”

“I, erm, I’m, you’re not playing fair. You had no right to be mean to Nancy. Boss or not, she was only being nice to me, and what is it to you if she tries to set me up with a young man? I’ve never dated anyone. It would be nice.”

He shoved his chair back so quickly it made her jump. “Excuse me?”

“You heard me. Nancy might know someone who is nice and will be perfect for me.”

James stepped around the table. “Is that right?”

“Yes.”

“You’ll never find him or know him.”

“Excuse me, but you can’t control me.”

He took a step toward her, and she did the right thing to move back. His cock was rock-hard right now. “I can control you, Emily.”

“You’re my boss. That doesn’t give you any special rights or privileges over me. I can go and find another job.”

“You’re not going anywhere. No one will give you a job, or dare take you on.”

“I’m a hard worker.”

“It’s got nothing to do with you being a hard worker.”

“Then why won’t they take a chance on me?”

“They won’t take me on. You see, Emily, everyone in this town knows one thing and one thing only when it comes to you.”

“And what’s that?”

“You are mine!” He didn’t bat an eye. He stated a simple fact. If anyone even tried to give Emily a job, they’d have to face him.

He was the one who helped Emily, no one else.

“I’m not yours.”

“You’ve been mine for a long time. The only person who doesn’t know it, is you.” During the whole time they were talking, she’d taken steps back, trying to avoid him, but he was more than okay with that. Now, he had her trapped against a wall, no way to escape, and as he pressed his hands on either side of her head, he smiled. “And I’ve got no intention of letting you go.” He cupped her cheek, and she didn’t shove at him, growl, or show those claws. “Shocked?”

“But, I’m no one. How can you want me?”

He slammed his lips down on hers, silencing all protest. As far as he was concerned, how could he not want her? She was sheer fucking perfection. The first taste would always stay with him.

At first, she didn’t yield. Her lips stayed firm and her eyes open.

Breaking from the kiss, he smirked. “You’re supposed to kiss me back.”