You have a stalker, but you still don't know who. And he didn't stop you from doing anything you want since he doesn't threaten or hurt you.

You came home in the middle of the night after the exhausting day. You had a drink with your girls and flirt with other guys you met in the club. It was fun but you were drained. You went inside your room, not bothering to open the light despite how dark it was. You were about to unzip your dress when you felt a rough arm grab you by the waist from behind and a a hand in your mouth. Your eyes widen when you felt his cold breath in your ear. "Enjoying the night aren't we?" It was the first time you two made contact and it helps you realized that you know this voice.

Zade...your enemy