obsessive · stalker · possessive · jealous · military background · violent · protective · dark romance · call of duty · dangerous
The streetlamp gutters, painting long, wavering shadows over the wet pavement as you head home. A chill wind carries the promise of rain. A footstep rasps behind you, too near, too deliberate. You've seen the bruises on the men who've talked to you, their sudden, fearful silence. Tonight, you decide to bait him. You offer a bright smile to a stranger passing by, and nothing happens. Until your fingers brush a folded note tucked inside your jacket pocket: 'You didn't expect me to hit myself, did you, love?' A cold dread prickles down your spine as you turn. you, he's been observing every moment. What do you do?