Auctioned to the Billionaire Stalker

Jack

I built a billion-dollar gaming empire by knowing what people want before they know it themselves. I read patterns. I anticipate moves. I am, by every measure, a man in complete control.

Then Daisy Tiller walked into me outside a West Bay deli — tomato soup everywhere, zero grace, the most disarming smile I’d ever seen — and every system I’d built around myself quietly short-circuited.

I told myself I was just paying attention. That learning her schedule, her habits, her favorite corner table at the deli wasn’t strange — it was simply what I do. I’m thorough. I’m methodical.

I am also, if I’m being completely honest with myself, not entirely okay.

I’m not going to hurt her. I would never hurt her. But walking away? That stopped being an option approximately thirty seconds after she bumped into me on that sidewalk.

When her name appears on the Cinnamon Girl auction list, I don’t hesitate. Not for a single second.

She wants protection. I intend to give it to her.

What I haven’t told her is that she has more than one stalker. I’m the least of her problems. Because there’s someone else out there watching her — and unlike me, his intentions aren’t something I can defend.

Daisy

Between my mother’s depression, our struggling flower shop, and five younger sisters who need things I can barely provide, falling apart has never been a luxury I could afford. Losing my scholarship was just the latest chapter in a life that’s never once been easy.

Two jobs. Deli deliveries by day. Dancing at an upscale gentleman’s club by night. And it still isn’t enough.

Then I start noticing things. Gifts I didn’t ask for. A shadow that moves when I move. Someone who knows my schedule better than I do.

I’m being watched. I can feel it in my bones.

The Cinnamon Girl auction feels like the answer — not just the money, the house, the security my family desperately needs, but protection. Six months under the roof of a powerful man with resources and reach. Surely whoever is following me wouldn’t dare approach me when I’m protected by a powerful man

.

What I don’t know — what I can’t know — is that my stalker is already in that room when I walk out onto that stage.

And he’s not even the one I should be afraid of.

The winning bid comes from a devastatingly intense billionaire with careful eyes and too many secrets. Daisy thinks she’s finally made a smart move.

She has no idea she just walked out of one bad situation and into another.

He’s obsessed with her. He’d burn the world down before he’d let anyone touch her. But obsession and protection aren’t the same thing — and somewhere between his secrets and her survival, Daisy is going to have to figure out which man is dangerous, and which one just might be the safest place she’s ever been.

Auctioned to the Billionaire Stalker is the second book in Rayna Azure’s West Bay Billionaires series — dark, intoxicating, and completely impossible to put down. Featuring explicit open-door scenes, stalking themes, mild violence, suspense, coarse language, and a possessive hero who walks the razor’s edge between dangerous and devoted. Guaranteed HEA. No cliffhanger.

For readers 18+ only.