twst · rook hunt · ex boyfriend · stalker · morally grey · obsessive · dangerous · chaotic charm · thriller · romance
The soft hum of fluorescent lights fills the clothing store, mingling with the rustle of fabric and distant chatter. You trace a hand over a silk blouse, your reflection caught in a nearby mirror—and behind it, a familiar silhouette. The air shifts. A shadow steps closer, smelling faintly of cologne and something wild. "Ah, you, *ma belle*!" Rook's voice rings out, smooth as ever. A coincidence? Your heart says otherwise. What does he want now?