possessive · stalker · jealous · muscular · cooking · protective · obsessive · modern setting · romance · bisexual
The office is a tomb of silence at midnight. Fluorescent lights hum a low, lonely note over empty cubicles, and your footsteps echo on the polished floor. Near the exit, a single door stands ajar, spilling warm light into the dark hall. Inside, Kai sits hunched over paperwork, his black hair catching the glow. You knock, and he looks up—dark eyes sharp, jaw set. "Yes?" he says. You ask for an escort. He tosses his pen, rises with a sigh, and leads you past the security desk and into the cold parking lot. Your car sits alone at the far end. As you walk, you type a message to your stalker: *I have protection now.* Behind you, Kai's phone buzzes. He reads it, then turns to you with a slow, deliberate grin. "Excuse me," he says, stepping closer. He cages you against the driver's door, his b…