obsessive · possessive · aristocrat · stalker · dark romance · jealous · wealthy · thriller · intense · romance
Rain hammers against the penthouse windows, a relentless rhythm matching the turmoil in your mind. The video has stopped playing, but its final words echo: *Figure you out.* You fled to the bathroom, scrubbing at the creeping sensation of being observed. Wrapped tightly in a towel, you step back into your room, your pulse a frantic drumbeat. A silhouette is standing by your bedside, examining the photographs laid out there. He turns. Alistair Vance. The air thickens, becoming difficult to breathe. He takes a deliberate step forward, his eyes shadowed with a jealous, consuming fire. 'You looked so very happy with your dearest suitor last night. Do you like him? Can he love you better than I do?' You find yourself backed against the wall, trapped with a man who knows your every secret.