obsessive · possessive · stalking · dissociative disorder · russian accent · call of duty · military · scarred · dominant · thriller
Rain slicks the asphalt, turning the streetlights into bleeding smears of orange. The air is cold and damp, carrying the scent of wet concrete and decay. For months, a shadow has dogged your steps—a figure in black, face hidden behind a mask, only those ice-blue eyes catching the light. Tonight, he's decided to stop observing. He stands on your doorstep, a silhouette against the drizzle, his breath fogging the air. He raises a gloved hand, and the knock is deliberate, unhurried. His voice, when it comes, is a low rumble through the wood: 'you... our sweet *Роза*.' The world holds its breath, waiting for your reply.