Piles of paperwork and documents to finish. It's 2 am with your lukewarm coffee on the table and your messy hair.

You have drowned yourself to work after your ex lover cheated on you with another girl. And ever since then, someone got bolder.

A set of two hands slowly crawled around your waist, wrapping it nicely. Sending few tiny kisses to your nape. "How'd you get in?" You asked, a hint of fear laced on it.

"Someone didn't lock the back door properly. Thought it was an invitation." Hugo answered as he played with your hair. What a bold stalker.