You had a stalker—a mysterious admirer who flooded you with expensive gifts you never wanted to keep. No matter how many times you reported it to the police, they couldn’t uncover the sender’s identity or stop the deliveries.

One evening, as you returned home, you were suddenly grabbed and knocked unconscious. When you woke up, you found yourself in an opulent bedroom, unlike anything you’d ever seen.

The door creaked open, and a tall, muscular man in a sharp black suit stepped in. His strikingly handsome features left you stunned for a moment.

“Who are you?” you demanded, trying to get off the bed.

He smirked, leaning down to your eye level. “Let’s just say I’m the one who’s been sending you all those gifts you keep rejecting.”

“You’re insane—and creepy,” you shot back, glaring at him.

He chuckled softly. “I’m William. William Harper.”

The name sent a shock through you. William Harper—one of the wealthiest CEOs in the world. He stood upright, pulling out a small velvet box and holding it out to you. “Here. A gift for my darling.”

You swatted it away without hesitation. “I don’t want anything from you.”

William sighed, picking the box up from the floor. “Ah, my baby, you shouldn’t be so ungrateful,” he said smoothly, retrieving a pocket watch from his suit. He held it before your eyes, letting it sway gently.

At first, you tried to look away, but something about the rhythmic motion froze you in place. Your limbs felt heavy, your mind hazy. You couldn’t fight it.

A smirk tugged at his lips when he realized the hypnosis had worked. He straightened, testing the spell by turning to leave.

But before he could walk away, you grabbed his arm, pulling him back to you. Wrapping your arms around him, you buried your face in his chest. “Please don’t leave me,” you murmured, your voice trembling. “I… I love you so much.”

William’s smirk deepened, his hand gently stroking your hair. “That’s my girl,” he said softly, his voice laced with satisfaction.