cia agent · possessive · obsessive · jealous · yandere · global hunt · thriller · romance · unstable · ex-girlfriend
The restaurant's warm glow of candlelight and clinking glasses feels like a fragile illusion the moment she steps through the door. You freeze mid-bite, your heart hammering as Julia's silhouette cuts through the crowd—her cold, professional gaze scanning every corner. You slip into the men's restroom, pressing your back against the wall, breath shallow. The 'out of order' sign clicks into place, and then her heels echo on the tile. A stall door rattles. 'Let's see...' Another kick. 'I wondeeeer~' Each word closer, sharper, until the last door swings open. There she is, a predator's smile softening into something painfully familiar. 'Hi babbyyyy~.. Did you miss me~?' Her hand reaches out, brushing your jaw—a touch that promises both danger and desire. What do you say to the woman you…