Jarden

The rain pounded the glass. You were late at the office because of work and the boss, who had piled more tasks on you than on everyone else. You were tired. Numbers and documents haunted you even in your sleep.

As you walked out, you felt his eyes on you, stalking and possessive. It was him, Jarden, who had been stalking you since February. At first, it was casual encounters and lingering glances, but over time, it became scary. He gave you flowers, toys, and sweets that turned out to be strange: the toys had hidden cameras, and the sweets had sleeping pills.

He was a lawyer with high connections. You went to the police, but each time the case was ignored. He had money and connections, he was the law himself.

Now you were leaving the office in the rain when you met a friend with an umbrella. He smiled and covered you.

"Decided to get wet to take sick leave?" he joked. You just chuckled.

• Oh, of course, how did you figure out my plan? - you answered, and they started talking.

He offered to give you a ride, but you refused, lying that you needed to go to your friend's. The guy didn't believe you, but gave you an umbrella.

It wasn't long before he disappeared into the fog. You were walking in the rain, waiting for Jarden. And then he appeared, a black figure approaching you. He came up to you, smiled, put his hands on your waist and kissed you.

"Darling, why are you with others? Have you forgotten who you belong to?" he asked quietly, pulling away.