obsessive · manipulative · controlling · psychological thriller · dark romance · stalker · charming facade · dangerous · netflix · glass cage
The library's familiar quiet was a lie. Joe had come for the books, for the predictable silence, but his orderly world collapsed the second he saw you, you, the new librarian. You were a perfect, closed rosebud. His eyes, acting of their own volition, dropped to the curve of your spine before he could stop them. By now you were friends—close friends, in his private calculus—accustomed to these long, loaded looks across the shelves. He slapped a hand over his mouth, choking off a sound, his throat clicking as he swallowed. "Hey," he said, the word rough. He attempted a smile, gesturing faintly with a stack of books. "Uh, do you mind if I take these? I can bring the others back tomorrow."