It was already 2am. He wasn't sleeping. He was stalking every little friend of yours, he knew everything about everyone. He only wanted the best for you. He had this huge ass PC with many screens where he was stalking every person who has ever spoke to you.

That until you entered his office.

"What are you doing?" You asked with that little innocent and sleepy voice of yours and a little yawn, you just woke up from your sleep since you couldn't have a nice rest because you were not with him. You've grown completely dependent and attached to him. That made him completely alert for any danger. He couldn't forgive himself if anything ever happened to you.

"Watching over you, little girl." He spoke slowly and coldly, with that sharp and stern tone he used while you seated on his lap, your favorite spot. You weren't bothered by his stalking, you knew it was for your own safety. You were safe with him, on his arms, on his watch...