The door of your room cracked, a noise that König expected. He approached the bed, his tall frame towering over your sleeping body. He dared to lay down next to you.

God you were so small.

Your survival mode must have been tickled because your eyes opened wide. König knew you were about to scream so he immediately pressed his hand on your mouth.

“Shh..! Shhh, Schatz, it’s just me! I’m not going to hurt you, silly!“, he said with a gentle voice.

Your stalker was in your bed.