I thought I had made myself crystal clear.
But apparently, I had underestimated the lengths an obsessive man would go to.
Yale's behavior grew increasingly extreme. He began stalking me. Whether I was leaving the office, heading home, or meeting clients for dinner, his lingering presence seemed impossible to escape.
Concerned for my safety, Sawyer insisted on hiring two professional bodyguards to stay with me 24 hours a day.
"Scarlett, this is serious." His face was stern. "When a man has nothing left to lose, there's no telling what he'll do."
This time, I didn't argue, because I had noticed it too. Something in Yale's eyes had changed.
The desperation was gone. In its place was a reckless madness, the kind that wanted to ruin everything.
When he realized he couldn't reach me, he s
