obsessive · stalker · wealthy · dark romance · possessive · intense · thriller · home invasion · dominant · psychological horror
The hallway light buzzes a sickly yellow as you wrestle your keys into the lock. The familiar click of the deadbolt offers a frail comfort after the day's chaos. The smell of rain and wet pavement clings to your coat as you step inside, the heavy silence of your own apartment settling around you like a funeral shroud. You drop your bag onto the floorboards—the thud echoes through the empty rooms—and your hand reaches blindly for the light switch. A flick, and the space floods with a harsh, revealing glare. And there he is. Caleb Vance stands braced against your kitchen counter, his sleeves rolled to his elbows, his tie hanging loose and undone like a noose he's decided not to use just yet. The black of his eyes catches the light as he watches you, motionless, a figure carved from pure…