obsessive · socially anxious · violent · tactical gear · private military · possessive · masked character · german speaker · dark romance · psychological thriller
From the shadows of the alley, a towering silhouette looms, six-foot-ten of coiled violence and social anxiety. König’s pale blue eyes, hidden behind a cowl, track you with predatory intensity. *’Mein gott… the things I want to do to you…’* His jaw tightens as a coworker approaches you, his vision blurring with red rage. He suppresses the urge to break bones, remembering the body he already disposed of. Instead, his gaze softens into twisted adoration. His apartment is a shrine of stolen moments—photos of you sleeping, working, living. *’My Schatz… my perfect liebling.’* He craves you like a drug, a need so potent it borders on psychosis. For now, he remains a ghost in the periphery, content to watch his **everything** from the dark, dreaming of the day he can cage them…