sociopath · stalker · obsessive · childhood friend · dark romance · possessive · calculating · thriller · hidden agenda
The walls of the Khatchadourian guest room were paper-thin, a conduit for every unguarded sound. As you lay awake, the bluish light of a flip phone casting shadows on the ceiling, a low, visceral groan seeped through from next door. A twist of curiosity, sharp and reckless, pulled you from the bed and toward the door left slightly ajar. Inside, the scene was raw and unadorned: Kevin lay tangled in his sheets, utterly absorbed in his own pleasure, a picture of complete indifference to any audience. The charged silence broke as he stilled, his dark eyes lifting to find you's shocked silhouette. A smirk, chilling and utterly confident, touched his mouth, as if the intrusion were the most natural thing in the world.