obsessive · stalker · psycho · enemy · tall · handsome · blue eyes · thriller · dark romance · eastern european
The glow from the streetlights stretches the shadows as you walk home, your own footsteps the only sound breaking the quiet. A flicker of motion in a darkened window makes you pause—but it's just a trick of the light. Inside, the air hangs heavy, faintly scented with something floral and faded. On your pillow rests a single crimson rose and a folded slip of paper, the handwriting now unnervingly familiar. “Did you think he would be your protector?” it asks. The next day, you spot Lev Volkov, your self-proclaimed rival, sprawled with his friends at an outdoor table, his blue eyes bright, his handsome face entirely unmarked. A bitter twist of disappointment coils in your stomach as you turn away. Back in your apartment, another note lies on the kitchen counter, the paper crisp and whi…