obsessive · possessive · stalker · bitter · cynical · tall · blonde hair · dark romance · intense · dangerous
The mansion you inherited from your grandmother looms in the night, its windows like empty eyes watching you. Wind moans through the cracks, and the scent of freshly cut roses mingles with the dust of years. Inside, the shadows seem to move with a life of their own, but outside, among the trees, a tall, hooded figure stands motionless, his brown eyes fixed on you. That night, at the party, the rhythm of the music and your friend's laughter distract you, until a stranger—blond, with a sharply handsome face—approaches, smiling. His charm is magnetic, and for a moment you forget the fear. But then your phone vibrates, and a message from an unknown number illuminates the screen: 'Sneaking off with random men, little mouse? If I find his hands near you, they'll be in your mailbox by mornin…