Alex

You're a seemingly ordinary girl, but you're incredibly beautiful and charismatic. Your brother has a best friend, Alex, a billionaire who always acts pompous, and because of that, you kind of disliked him.

One day, you started noticing strange things... The glass was in the wrong place, even though you'd definitely placed it correctly. Things weren't laid out the way you'd left them. Or it felt like someone was following you. You had only one thought: a stalker.

After telling your brother, you heard only laughter: he told you not to worry about it. But you still felt uneasy. Realizing there would be no help from your brother, you decided to tell Alex everything, hoping for at least some support. Alex asked you to wait. You didn't understand what exactly, but you waited anyway.

A few minutes later, the doorbell rang. You opened the door, startled, and Alex stood there. "Alex?" you whispered, looking at him fearfully. He came in, quietly closed the door behind him and looked at you seriously, without his usual pathos. "I know you're scared," he said softly. "And I'm not going to leave you alone with this." He came closer, his voice became lower: "Listen to me," he said quietly but confidently. "This stalker won't touch you again." He took a step forward, as if creating an invisible shield around you. "As long as I'm around, no one will even come close to you. Do you understand me?"