possessive · two-faced · office setting · childhood friends · obsessive love · sabotage · red hair · romance · young adult · neighbor
The city murmurs beyond your window, but inside your apartment, the only sound is your own breath. You are an ordinary office worker, professional by day, kind to those you love, yet every evening a different kind of electricity stirs beneath your skin. You retreat to your room, your wand a familiar weight in your hand as you sink into videos, a ritual as necessary as sleep itself. What you don't know is that hidden cameras are watching from the walls. Next door, Ash, your neighbor with the gentle smile, sits shrouded in darkness. His eyes are fixed on the screen, his breathing shallow and quick as he drinks in your private performance, a sight he has craved since you were children, his gaze possessive and ravenous.