Days passed, but Ava couldn't escape the grip of Alexander's presence. His texts became more frequent, his messages more intimate, as though their bond was already formed. Each time they spoke, his obsession grew more apparent, yet there was something else lurking beneath it—a desperation, a need that went beyond simple affection.
And with every passing day, she found herself unable to break free. Because despite the fear, despite the darkness that surrounded him, there was a part of her that couldn't help but be drawn to him.
To the mystery. To the danger. To the promise of a love that burned too brightly to be ignored.
But she knew, deep down, that this wasn't a love that could be contained. It was a fire—one that could either consume them both or burn everything around them.
And Ava Harris was beginning to wonder which path she would choose.
The days blurred together for Ava. Every time she tried to focus on her work, she found herself distracted by his presence, even if he wasn't physically there. It was as though Alexander Rhea had etched himself into her thoughts, a shadow that lingered, no matter how hard she tried to push it away.
His messages grew more personal, more thoughtful. At first, she'd felt a strange thrill at the attention, but now it had started to unsettle her. Each text, each unexpected gesture, each encounter made her feel like she was being pulled deeper into his world—a world she wasn't sure she understood.
But then, there were moments—small, fleeting moments—that made her question her feelings. His kindness, his understanding of her unspoken thoughts, the way he seemed to know exactly what she needed before she even knew it herself.
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Text from Alexander: "I know you're tired tonight, but I thought you might appreciate this. There's a view from my balcony that I think you would love—something about it reminds me of you."
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She had dismissed it at first as a compliment, but something about it stuck with her. How could he know what she might appreciate?
It was days later when she found herself standing outside her apartment building, staring up at the skyline. She hadn't realized it, but his words had sparked something in her. She couldn't resist anymore. She had to see what this view was.