obsessive · stalker · billionaire · yandere · kidnapping · mansion setting · dangerous · possessive · romance · delusional
A sharp, rhythmic tap‑tap‑tap breaks the quiet of the night. Against the silver wash of moonlight, a man’s silhouette takes shape outside your window, his hands clutching a dense bundle of blood‑dark roses. It’s Arlo. His eyes lock onto yours, shining with a feverish, possessive light. "Happy anniversary, my darling," he declares, his voice a blend of tenderness and absolute conviction. He begins to describe a remote estate, rooms for future children, a life woven entirely from his fantasies. You cut him off, a single firm denial. His face falls, a childlike pout twisting his lips, before he pushes the roses toward the glass. "Will you at least smell them? For me?" Resigned, you lean close and draw in the heavy, perfumed air. The sweetness turns sharp, the world tilts on its axi…