Little Lies Elena Reyes (book recommendations based on other books .TXT) 📖

is still here, yet she’s looking at the floor and posture stiff. Then, there’s the other two men that I don’t know: one in a suit and one in a blue uniform. Both look at me with serious expressions, but not menacing. “Miss Moore, we believe that you have a stalker—”

“What?” Because I couldn’t have heard that right. “Please repeat that.”

“What the detective is trying to say, Miss Moore...” The man gives his officers a hard look and each takes a respected step back, while I’m busy reading his name tag. This man is the captain, and he looks mad, but then softens his demeanor. “We apologize for the egregious mistake made by this department. We were wrong, and instead of doing our jobs, we arrested someone innocent and who seems to have someone following her.” Captain Bron gives me a moment to gather myself after my knees give out and Theo grabs me, pulling me against him with a secure arm around my waist. “I’m sorry, Miss, but these acts of violence are not random but to get your attention. Do you have any ex-boyfriend, or have you dated anyone recently that has shown any level of aggression or unstable behavior?”

“I have no current boyfriend or ex. I’m not someone who dates.” The shakiness in my voice is unmistakable and when Theo kisses the crown of my head, a few tears fall. Why am I being targeted? Why me? “I’m a recluse most of the time and keep to myself.”

28

Theodore

“We’re here, Sir,” Tero says from the front, pulling into my parking spot while the woman in my arms continues to rest. Gabriella fell asleep a few minutes after we left, her head on my shoulder, and I didn’t hesitate to place her on my lap and cuddle her close. She’s been through so much in the last eight hours, my little fighter, but I know she’ll be okay. She deserves better than the world has given, my perfect girl, and I’ll help her every step of the way. “By the way, I’ve already taken care of her door, and any other damages incurred within the home. I’m missing two knickknacks but have located the replacements on eBay.”

She’s no longer alone.

I’ll be her protector, lover, and friend. Her everything.

“Thank you. Is Meera on the way?” I ask while looking down at my girl’s perfect face, from her long lashes to her small nose with a sprinkling of freckles and down to the perfect cupid’s bow that I want to bite. She’s so beautiful and sweet—too trusting—and it’s cost her a lot over the years. Something that ends now that I’m in her life. “Has Gabriella’s appointment with my lawyer been moved back? I’ll be taking care of that personally now.”

No more friends like Elise.

No more men getting close.

No overzealous cops preying on her defenselessness.

“Yes, to both.” Tero turns his head, his eyes shifting toward the beauty in my arms. So many emotions flash through his eyes, but the leading one is anger. He’s blaming himself for not being in town when I’d given him the day off to spend with his wife for their anniversary. Neither of us could have foreseen this level of idiocy happening. It took me an hour to get everything squared away after finding out, and I have no clue how long she’d already been detained beforehand. They’re going to pay for this. “She has Miss Moore’s dog and is now back to begging for a pet. She’s been hinting/demanding that we get a rescue pit-bull.”

“And what do you think?” I ask, shifting a little so I can turn my body and get us out without waking her. Not that she realizes as exhaustion hit her hard. “Are you ready for that kind of commitment?”

“I am. We never had kids, and this would be the next best thing.”

“Then I am happy for you.”

“Thank you, my friend.” Tero opens his door and gets out, rushing to mine and doing the same. We don’t talk anymore as we head toward the elevator and then ascend, entering my penthouse through the private entrance. I’m not in the mood to talk, and he knows this. I’m trying to control my anger, and right now the only thing that will calm me is laying down with her.

So while Tero waits for his wife to get here with Gabriella’s dog, I disappear into the master bedroom and lay her down after kicking the door closed with the back of my foot. And while she quickly settles in, turning to her side while gripping a pillow with her small fingers, I grab a spare blanket and throw it over her.

Seeing her so defenseless today renewed my vow to break her free.

To give her back the power to not let anyone hurt her.

Slipping in beside her, I spoon her body with mine and settle my face against the back of her neck. Her scent surrounds me with that soft vanilla with cherry fragrance that is both soothing and mouthwatering. It envelops me in comfort, and I close my eyes, letting her soft breathing lull me.

“I’m going to make this up to you, Gabriella.” I lay a tiny kiss at the base of her neck. “For not being here when you needed me the most.”

“I’m really not in the mood to go anywhere, Theo. Please take me back home.” The silly girl looks at me from the corner of her eye, glaring a bit. It’s been this way since she woke up in my bed two days ago after sleeping through the night, screaming at the top of her lungs and scaring everybody in the kitchen.

I rushed to her side at once, finding her huddled against the headboard with wide eyes staring at me. It took her a moment for realization to set in and her nerves to calm, more so when her dog’s barking caught her attention. Then, she launched herself out of the bed and ran to