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DEADLY

OBSESSION

 

DEADLY VICES

BOOK 1

 

KRISTINE CAYNE

 

 

 

Copyright © 2012 Kristine Cayne

Excerpt from
Deadly Addiction
copyright © 2012 Kristine Cayne

Excerpt from
Revenge
copyright © 2012 Dana Delamar

 

All rights reserved.

ISBN-13 (ebook): 978-0-9849034-1-2

 

Publisher’s Note:
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

 

Book cover design by Scarlett Rugers Design 2011

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Without limiting the rights under copyright reserved above, no part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in or introduced into a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form or by any means (electronic mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise), without the prior written permission of the copyright owner.

 

The scanning, uploading, and distribution of this book via the Internet or via any other means without the permission of the copyright owner is illegal and punishable by law. Please purchase only authorized electronic editions. Your support of the author’s rights is appreciated.

 

 

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

 

 

The journey to publication is a long and often arduous one best taken in good company.

My deepest gratitude goes out to my fabulous critique partner, Dana Delamar. Without you, Dana, this book would have remained a draft. Your constant support and enthusiasm for my story dragged me through the valleys and helped me over the peaks. I couldn’t have dreamed of a better companion for this journey.

Overwhelming thanks to the CherryPlotters, a team where the sum of the parts far exceeds the whole. Carol, Cherry, Christina, Ciara, Dragon, Heather, Julia, Kelli, Laurie, Rebecca, and Shelli, this story would not even have made it to draft status were it not for all of you.

Special thanks to Dawn, Josefin, Karen, Marianne, and Sherri for having the courage to wade through the first draft of this story. Your writing experience and expertise served me well. I can only hope that, in some small way, I’ve returned the favor.

To Edith, beta reader extraordinaire. Thank you for the time you spent reading the first of my many final versions. Your insightful comments helped make this book much better than it would have been without you.

Finally, thank you to my family for putting up with the endless hours I spend at the computer and at writing meetings. You know why I do it. And someday, you may even appreciate it. Love you!

 

 

CHAPTER 1

 

 

Don’t forget Nic—you belong to me. If you stray, she’ll pay.

The darkened theater closed around Nic Lamoureux like a cave, filled with unknown, unseen dangers. How had the stalker gotten his private number? Clenching the cell phone in his fist, he glanced at his
Bad Days
co-star, Jane Carver, sitting on his right, then at his agent, Vivian Carmichael, on his left. Which woman was the message targeting? With a flick of his thumb, he brought up the text again. Sweat beaded on his back, making his silk shirt cling to his skin.

Jane leaned in close and smiled, oblivious. “You were great in this scene. Oscar-worthy.” He studied her face. Why would anyone want to hurt her? Jane was beautiful, intelligent, and absolutely unavailable. During one of their late nights working on the next day’s scenes, he’d discovered her secret engagement to the film’s director. If anything happened to Jane because of one of his crazy fans, her fiancé would have his balls.

As Jane settled back in her seat, a woman in the next row turned around to face him. Light from the screen reflected off something in her hand. On instinct, he twisted sideways to protect Jane. Blood pounded in his ears, drowning out the sound of gunfire blasting from speakers all around the theater. After snapping a photo with her camera phone, the woman gave him a thumbs-up and returned to watch the movie.

Vivian patted his arm as he sat back and shot him a questioning look. After flashing her what he hoped was an easy smile, he caught his bodyguard’s eye. Kaden leaned across Vivian’s seat. “Everything okay, sir?”

Tucking the phone in his hand, he reached over, resting his arm on Vivian’s shoulders, and slipped Kaden the phone. His bodyguard barely glanced at the message before standing up, his mouth a thin line. “Sir, we need to leave.” Nic started to tell him to sit down, that the movie was almost over, but the words died on his lips. Kaden’s hand hovered above his gun as his eyes raked the crowd. “You’re too exposed.” He signaled to Jane’s bodyguard. “Get her out of here.”

Kaden was right. The sender could be any one of the hundreds of people crowding the screening room. Nic grabbed Vivian’s hand. “Let’s go.”

“But—”

“Now.” Nic jerked his head in Kaden’s direction. She nodded, eyes wide. Kaden rushed them outside, calling out to the festival security guards to back him up as they ran to their limo. Nic glanced behind to make sure Jane was taken care of. Seeing her bodyguard secure her in a limo, he relaxed. A bit. He still had Vivian to worry about.

When they reached their limo, he opened the door and pushed Vivian inside as Kaden climbed into the driver’s seat and started the engine. They slammed the doors shut and took off, tires squealing.

“Darling,” Vivian said after fastening her seatbelt and straightening her skirt. “What the hell was that about? Taking off in the middle of your own premiere? How do you expect me to spin this with the press?”

He shot her a flirty grin. “Tell them I had a hot date.”

“A booty call? That’s your excuse?” Vivian sighed and brushed a loose strand of auburn hair from her cheek. “Tell me the truth. What’s going on?”

Trying not to scare her, he shrugged. “I was being watched.”

Vivian stared at him for a moment, then dropped her head against the seat and laughed. “Of course you were. Do you think people came to the premiere tonight to see your movie? No, they came to see Nic The Lover.”

“This felt different.” 

You belong to me
. Just thinking about it made his stomach roll. He stretched his shoulders to relieve the tension. When that didn’t work, he watched the streets of downtown D.C. zip by his window.

“Is this about the Internet postings by NicsBitch, darling?” When he didn’t respond, she continued. “Trust me. All celebrities have fans who follow them around and post about them online. Ninety-nine percent of the time, they’re harmless.”

“And what about the other one percent?” If the poster had followed him from L.A. to D.C., they weren’t dealing with a harmless fan. “Someone sent me a text tonight. I think it was NicsBitch.”

“A text? How did she get your number? It’s unlisted.”

He held up his hands. “Don’t look at me.”

“Anyways, she’s been keeping tabs on you for months. And nothing bad’s come of it.”

“Yet.” He handed Vivian the phone. “Read the message. I think you and Jane were in danger.” As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he regretted them. Vivian was such a mother hen, she’d ignore any danger to herself and focus on him.

She bit her lip and frowned. “Maybe Kaden should room with you tonight.”

Shit
. Nic shook his head. “If anything, he should stay with you.”

“Don’t be silly,” she said, offering him a shaky smile. “I’ll be fine.”

Heavy silence accompanied them the rest of the way. Nic watched Vivian, his agent, mentor, and friend of ten years, fidget in her seat. Vivian never fidgeted. If anything were to happen to her because of him, he wouldn’t need an enraged fiancé to rip his balls off—he’d do the honors himself.

At the hotel, he and Kaden escorted Vivian to her door. As she was unlocking it, she turned back to Nic. “I’ll see you at ten?”

“Ten?”

“You have a photo shoot with Rafael, remember?”

“Damn. I completely forgot.” He rubbed his stiff neck. “I was looking forward to going back home.”

Vivian pursed her lips. “I can reschedule it.”

He shook his head. “I’ll be there.” The GI Film Festival, which celebrated the American Armed Forces, had chosen to premiere
Bad Days
because the organizers believed in the film’s message as much as he did. The photos from the shoot would garner additional sponsors and publicity. He couldn’t let them down.

Once Vivian was in her room, safe behind a locked door, Kaden crossed the hall and opened Nic’s door. After a quick inspection, he gave the all clear. Nic walked into the living area and dropped onto the couch, propping his feet up on the coffee table. “Do you think NicsBitch sent the message?”

“Probably.” Kaden took the armchair across from the couch.

Nic yawned and glanced at his watch. “You can’t stay though.”

“I can’t?”

“Isn’t tomorrow your girlfriend’s birthday?” Kaden’s relationship was already strained enough without adding a missed birthday to Beth’s list of grievances.

Kaden winced. “Shit.”

Seeing his bodyguard’s expression, Nic laughed. “Go. As soon as I’m done with the photo shoot, I’ll hop a plane back to L.A.”

Kaden narrowed his eyes. “No can do. This situation has gone way beyond some celebrity sightings and even a few stalkerish postings. This is serious. How the fuck can I do my job if I’m not here?”

It was bad enough having a babysitter at public events—he didn’t want or need one dogging his every step. “I’m a big boy. I can take care of myself. Besides, the stalker isn’t targeting me.”

“Just any woman near you. I’m staying. Beth will have to understand.”

“And if she doesn’t?”

“Then we’re done.”

The words shook him. Life wasn’t perfect, but he had great friends. No way was the stalker going to dictate his actions or theirs. And nothing was going to happen to Vivian. He wouldn’t let it. “If I show fear, start acting like a victim, then she’s already won. I need to do this. On my own.”

“If the stalker comes after you or Vivian, what’s your plan to stop her?”

Nic tugged on his tie, loosening it. Did everyone think he was a weenie? “I can shoot just as well as you can.”

Kaden looked around, searching the hotel room with his eyes, before arching a sarcastic brow. “Yeah? Where’s your gun, hotshot?”

Nic’s gaze sharpened. Kaden knew exactly where his gun was—at home, locked in his safe. D.C. was one of the few places that had denied him a permit to carry. “The whole thing won’t take more than a couple hours. I’ll be home before dinner. Nothing’s going to happen to me, or anyone else.”

After finally convincing Kaden to return to L.A., Nic changed into his favorite jeans and a loose T-shirt, and grabbed a Coke from the mini-fridge. Popping open the can, he made himself comfortable on the couch and settled in for a long night of mind-numbing TV.

Anything to forget someone out there was watching him, following him. Obsessing.

 

 

Where was the best place to shoot Nic “The Lover” Lamoureux? The king-size bed or the beige club chair?

Lauren James scanned the hotel room through the lens of her Nikon D700. She adjusted the intensity of the lights and the angle of the umbrellas around the bed. With her foot, she moved the chair an inch to the left, then after a moment’s consideration, nudged it an inch to the right. She glanced at her watch for the tenth time in as many minutes, confirming what she already knew. He was late. Everything she needed to get the cleanest shot possible was already in place,
except
her target.

She hoped he hadn’t turned into one of those Hollywood diva types who’d blow off a contracted photo shoot to go party with some fangirls. This was a huge opportunity for her and he’d better not ruin it.

Oh, who was she kidding? In minutes, she’d be seeing Nic in the flesh, once again. For years, he’d been her own personal porn star, playing the male lead in her nightly fantasies. Her hands flew to her cheeks and she bit back a giddy laugh. If he walked in and read the thoughts on her face, she’d die.

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