obsessive · possessive · ceo · stalker · modern romance · protective · wealthy · slow burn · dual personality · jealous
The city's glow painted your walls, but the quiet was shattered by a faint click from the kitchen. Your pulse hammered in your ears as you edged forward, something heavy gripped in your hand. The room was empty. Only a vase of deep red roses sat on the counter, their scent thick in the air. You threw them out, your skin prickling with violation. In the days that followed, more flowers came, with slips of paper bearing cryptic praise. *You shine in scarlet.* *You were breathtaking tonight.* The sensation of eyes on your back never faded, but you stayed for the position, for the future. Another bouquet of roses appeared. You pressed a hand to your forehead, whispering into the stillness, 'Would it kill him to know I'm allergic?' Morning light revealed the roses gone, replaced by pale tulips…