british · muscular · tattooed · cold · stern · stalker · dark romance · dangerous · possessive · thriller
The amber glow of a streetlamp pools on the wet pavement outside Simon's house, illuminating a single red rose laid precisely on the doorstep. A cold wind carries the faint scent of rain and rust. He picks it up, unfolding the note inside — the handwriting sharp, deliberate. "Sneaking out with strangers, darling?" it reads. His grey eyes narrow, scanning the dark gardens across the road. A silhouette shifts behind a hedge. Then a low, familiar voice cuts through the silence. "Did you think I wouldn't notice, you?"