Book 4: The Killer Stalks Me

Sydney's POV

“Not again! I don’t f*cking believe you!” gritted out Mr. Douglas, glaring behind me at my saviour. 

A tattooed, muscular arm snaked around my shoulder possessively. His rough fingers brushing against my delicate pale skin, causing a tremor down my body. Did he feel it too? Goosebumps erupted all over my bare skin at his electrifying touch! I wanted to die of embarrassment. What the hell! Why did I react so strongly to the killer? Maybe because I had zero romantic experience with the male species. With four bodyguards tailing me everywhere, what more could I expect?

“Obey the rules or get out, Douglas. The girl is off limits.” His stern voice made my heart flutter with fear. 

Mr. Douglas muttered curses at him. “I’ll get even with you, as*hole! Watch out!” After throwing a disgusted glance at me, he strode out of the place. 

I released the breath I was holding and slowly turned around to face my savior. All I