Underneath the Mask
Des Sweet
I watch her every move; lurking in the shadows, and creeping through the alleys. My presence is an inescapable thrill that leaves her heart hammering full of fear and arousal. The delicate line between fiction and reality blurring as I orchestrate elaborate scenarios mirroring her favorite romance books. Each gift of adoration becomes an unwelcome surprise taunting her from where they rest waiting under the glow of a porch light.
Who am I, and what do I want?
Prepare for an answer that will leave you breathless, where the only certainty is that nothing is as it seems.
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