Page 33 of Entangled With The Hellhound

It’s a chef’s kitchen, and if I could cook, I would be in heaven. I’m not the greatest cook, but I can eat, and this is a beautiful place to feed my face.

“This is gorgeous, Stone.”

“You’re gorgeous, Roxanne.” I look at him at the sound of my full name.

Stone has this look in his eye that should scare me, but it doesn’t. This man has a multitude of secrets dancing behind that crystal blue gaze of his, and instead of running away from him, I want to dive head first into the mystery that is Stone Rutherford.

Stone gives me a short tour of some of the house, but not all of it because it’s so huge and he has work to do. But when he leaves me to explore on my own, I take the opportunity to be nosey.

The place is big with five bedrooms and seven bathrooms, a study, a movie and game room, and one room that I don’t know what’s in it because it’s the only one that is locked.

It’s weird for a man who lives alone to have a door locked in his house, but it’s his house, so I guess he can do what he wants. Another thing that’s weird is how big this house is. Why does a single man have a family home?

I make my way back to the living room and turn on the large TV. All of the rooms were simply decorated with dark masculine colors and furniture, and this one is no different. The large black leather sectional sofa and flat screen TV definitely screams bachelor. However, the size of the house still has my nosey alarm going off.

While I was waiting on Stone to finish up with his work, I decided to get on my social media. I uploaded the pictures of Brandy and a few of the shots I took from the magazine photoshoot. When I open up one of the apps, I see a random person has commented on several of my pictures with the same message. “Mind your business.”

The same message that was on my walls. I quickly log out, and I bite on my lip in contemplation.

“It has to be Raymond. I asked questions, and now they’re telling me to mind my business. Fuck!” I say out loud as I worry about what to do next.

“Lamb, who are you talking to?”

“Arrrggghhh! Shit,” I scream.

“Fuck, woman! What the hell?” Stone’s brows are crumpled in confusion, and the look on his face would be adorable if he didn’t just scare me half to death.

“You just scared the hell outta me. Where did you even come from?” I was so deep in my head that I didn’t even hear him come into the room.

Now that I think about it, I rarely hear him unless he wants to be heard. He sure is stealthy for a guy so enormous.

“You’re rocking back and forth and talking to yourself, andIscared you?” Stone has an incredulous expression on his face, and I can’t help but laugh.

“I’m not crazy. I’m just trying to figure out what’s going on.”

“What’s up? I told you. If you need something, tell me.”

So I do. I tell him everything that has happened since I had the call with Detective Myers. The weird feeling that somebody was watching me, the black graffiti message, the same message on my posts online, even the weird text messages. I told Stone how I thought it all had to be related and that Raymond’s crew was probably behind it somehow.

After I finished my explanation, Stone was silent as he typed on his phone. He told me he sent everything to Wire, so he could trace everything.I knew Wire was a hacker… technology stuff, my ass.

“We also got a few prospects to clean up your place. Most of the damage was surface shit. You’ll have to replace some of your make-up, but even most of that was salvageable.”

“Thanks for taking good care of me, Stone,” I say genuinely. Stone gets a funny look on his face before he kisses me softly and nods.

I can’t get a read on this man, but I feel like as soon as I’m starting to open up, he’s closing down.

14

Stone

I’m falling for Roxanne. But, hell, who am I kidding? I have fallen for a woman that I barely even know. She’s so sweet and genuine. I hate that she’s even involved in this bullshit and that she had to come across a man like me.

But I refuse to let her go. I know she’s not like my mother or Christine. For starters, Roxy actually has a heart, and she’s not trying to manipulate me into doing anything.

When she said she would ask Wire of all people for help, a feeling took over me that I’ve never felt in my life. Jealousy. I hated thinking of somebody else doing something for Roxy that I could do. Especially an asshole like Wire. And to see him all in her face at the clubhouse. I can admit I lost my shit.

I was already riding the wave of rage from killing the rapist, but I wasn’t prepared in the least bit to see Roxy smiling up at another man. Instead, she had a look of appreciation on her face and glittering joy in her eyes when she looked at Wire that I couldn’t handle.