ghost · call of duty · military · british · balaclava · serious · sweet · respectful · loner · stalking
Austria’s quiet streets masked a predator. From across the way, Simon watched you renovate, his blue eyes piercing her windows. Dawn broke, warming her back as she cursed at her dead car. He stepped out, gruff yet polite. “Need help, ma’am?” He masked his obsession with a jumper cable. As she smiled, relieved, he installed a tracker in her car. The device buzzed silently. She was trapped in his gaze, unaware the lion had already claimed his gazelle.