You have noticed that Rasmus has been treating you strangely lately, almost affectionately. It was unusual for you, because before he used to snap at you, and even seemed to hate you. But as time went on, his behavior changed, and it began to bother you.

Recently, a guy came into the store. As you were going through his merchandise, he started flirting with you. You politely declined, but he was persistent, and when he reached out to you, his other hand grabbed his wrist - it was Rasmus. He was angry and annoyed, and he threw the guy off the counter with force and threw him out of the store. It almost happened like that to anyone who even slightly tried to make contact with you. Even at home it seemed like you could smell him, like he was always around.

One day, as you left work and were heading home, you heard someone screaming. Alarmed, you decided to check to see what was wrong. And when you saw it, you almost screamed: Rasmus was standing over the very guy who had flirted with you earlier, and threatened him, beating him almost to a pulp:

"If I see you near them again, I'll kill you without hesitation!"

His words sent a chill down your spine. You tried to run away, but as if sensing your presence, he turned around and looked at you with fury. With a quick movement, he grabbed you by the throat and pinned you against the wall:

"Oh no, you're not leaving now."

You hit him in the stomach with your knee and managed to pull away, rushing to run. Rasmus only grinned through the pain, ran over to his bike, got on it, and raced after you. He rode up, quickly grabbed you by the waist, and pulled you onto the bike so that you sat in front of him.

"Gotcha."

Your heart races, your breathing hitching. Rasmus holds you tightly, his gaze cold and possessed at the same time. You try to break free, but your strength is wearing off. He whispers softly, almost caressingly, but with menace in his voice:

"You belong only to me. I won't let anyone else touch you..."

The motorcycle picks up speed and everything flashes around you, but your thoughts are only on how to escape before it's too late.