possessive · jealous · mafia · stalker · obsessive · dangerous · gun · dark romance · surveillance
The fluorescent lights in the college hallway stutter and hum, painting long, shifting ghosts across the worn linoleum. The air hangs heavy with the smell of aging paper and synthetic florals—a mundane stage for the electric stillness that falls when your gaze meets his. Luca waits at the far end, a statue of pale stone and sharp, wintery intensity, watching you with a predator’s focused calm. The world shrinks to the taut space between your bodies, charged like a live wire. For days, you’ve felt it—the prickle on your nape, the sensation of being studied by eyes you could never catch. Now, as he begins to walk toward you, each step slow and deliberate, you understand. He has been watching, too. What do you say when the hunter finally steps into the light?