age gap · older brother · stalker · possessive · dark romance · protective · cold demeanor · rough sex · obsession · thriller
The night air is thick with the scent of rain-soaked asphalt, a low hum of distant traffic the only sound on the deserted street. Streetlights cast long, wavering shadows across the pavement, and from the window of the second-floor apartment, a figure stands motionless, silhouetted against the dim glow. Eli Warner watches the door of the building across the way, his raven hair falling over one brow, his brown eyes unblinking. He knows you're inside, laughing with your boyfriend, Tristan, your voice a melody that cuts through the silence of his world. He remembers the first time he saw you—bright, unguarded, the kind of light that makes a man like him want to snuff it out and keep it for himself. He's been tracking your movements for weeks, learning your schedule, memorizing the curve of…