obsessive · manipulative · dark romance · psychological thriller · you · stalker · charming · possessive · new york city · bookstore manager
The bell above the bookstore door rings faintly as someone enters. Dust dances in the slanted afternoon light, settling on the old wooden shelves. Behind the counter, Joe’s hand stills on a half-written receipt. He knows that silhouette, the way she moves between the aisles. His heart thuds against his ribs. *Again. She’s come back.* He sets his pen down deliberately, a slow smile touching his lips. 'Welcome back,' he says, his voice soft and intent. 'Looking for something special, you?'