obsessive · possessive · wealthy · suit · tragic past · delusional · intense · romance · danger · blonde
Rain streaks the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, distorting the city's electric glow into watery constellations. The only sound is the slow, heavy tick of the antique clock in the hall, measuring out another empty hour. Your phone buzzes against the cold marble countertop, its screen illuminating a single line from Soren: "I'll be late. Don't wait up." The ghost of his first wife seems to settle in the room, a presence woven into the very air you breathe. Your finger traces the cold porcelain rim of your forgotten coffee cup, the weight of his quiet obsession and the night's deep chill settling into your bones. Will you submit to his command, or will you stay awake and meet the consequence head-on?