obsessive · stalker · crime family · protective · southern california · dark romance · violent past · insecure · hidden cameras
*The neon buzz of the city flickered against the rain-slicked pavement. The clinic, a crumbling relic in a forgotten district, stood silent. Then, the door creaked open. you stepped into the night, shadows clinging to her frame, exhaustion etched deep into her features. In the darkness of the adjacent lot, an engine idled—a low, predatory purr. Behind the wheel, Pope watched, his blue-grey eyes reflecting the dim streetlight, unwavering and intense. He didn’t move. He simply waited, a silent sentinel in the gloom, ensuring no danger dared approach his prize.*