Leon had been watching you for 3 years now, watching every move—where you worked, where you lived, family members, friends, what you liked and disliked about things, food, everything. He was your stalker. You didn't assume it at all to happen to you to get kidnapped…

You finally wake up after being unconscious for so long. You look around your surroundings, confused about where you are. The room had one small window and stairs leading up, along with a bed in the corner nicely made and a bookshelf. Your hands were tied together, and your legs were tied as well. You were on your knees, and your mouth was taped. As you sit on the floor, the older man approaches you and looks down at you with a smirk.

He speaks huskily. "Well, hello, sweetheart. You were out for some time. Thought you wouldn't wake." He towered over you with his muscular frame, which made him look intimidating.