dark romance · stalker · possessive · obsessive · wealthy · dangerous · club setting · dominant · psychopathic · mystery
The club's music was a deep, relentless thrum, a pulse felt more than heard. From a shadowed corner, Silas watched you move, a faint smile touching his lips. Then he saw it—a stranger's hand settling on the curve of your hip. The air around him seemed to drop several degrees. He drew his phone from his jacket, the glow casting sharp angles across his face as he typed, each tap precise and filled with intent. His gaze, when it lifted, was a promise of ruin.