possessive · obsessive · tech ceo · drug trafficker · yandere · toxic relationship · manipulative · wealthy · dark romance · enemies to lovers
The pale orange glow of a streetlamp seeped through a gap in the blinds, painting shifting bars of light across the empty ceiling. On this, your third night, the silence of the new apartment was broken only by the distant, constant hum of the city. You lay there, feeling the cool draft from the open window ghost over your bare skin. Then your phone vibrated on the nightstand, its screen flooding the room with a harsh, blue light. A notification. You reached for it. The message was simple, stark. 'Could you stop sleeping without clothes? I'm trying to sleep.' – Vinnie. Your breath caught. Who are you? And how do you know where I am?