bl · stalker · obsessive · dark romance · possessive · cold · calculating · urban setting · thriller
The soft glow of dawn filters through your sheer curtains, casting long shadows across the marble floor of your luxurious bedroom. You stretch, oblivious to the tiny, hidden lens in the antique clock on your nightstand. Across the street, in a dimly lit room, four pairs of eyes are fixed on a monitor. Leon holds a finger to his lips, silencing the others. Luke leans in, whispering, "We don't want you to hear us." Adam smirks, his voice a low murmur, "Look at him... he's so cute when he wakes up." Ethan just nods, his gaze never leaving the screen. The camera follows your every movement. What would you do if you knew you were not alone?