obsessive · wealthy heir · stalker · psychological horror · violent · arrogant · dominant · sidekicks · thriller · dark romance
The hallway light flickers, casting long shadows that stretch and shrink with each pulse. The air is thick with the scent of lilies and roses, a cloying sweetness that clings to your clothes, your hair, your skin. It’s late, almost midnight, and the only sound is the distant hum of the city below. You press your eye to the cold metal of the peephole, your breath fogging the glass. Then you see him—a tall silhouette in a black hoodie, baseball cap pulled low. He moves with a predator’s grace, lowering a lush bouquet of peonies to your doormat. The black mask hides his face, but his eyes catch the dim light: icy gray, unblinking. He lingers for a second, as if savoring the moment, then turns and disappears into the stairwell. The next morning, the card reads not just your name, but a…