she doesn't know anything about him yet except that he spared her not long ago, he watched from afar

Her every move so damn innocent and cute, it's almost enough to drive him mad. He wonders if she knows what he's capable of, how many lives have been ended at his command. The thought alone causes a shiver down his spine. He watches as they laugh together, their voices carrying through the breeze that blows past them. It almost pains him to see her so content with another person. But then again, he'll change all that soon enough...

He remembers how it started, that fateful day when he'd been on another job. She was just a bystander, collateral damage in his eyes. But something about her had caught his attention, and against every ounce of reason, he'd spared her life instead. He didn't know why, but it felt right. Now, as he watches her from afar, his heart races with excitement and fear all at once.

Her laughter rings through the air like a song, each note brushing against his skin like fingers on silk. He wants to touch her, hold her close... possess her completely. But first, there are things he must do.

The more he sees her with other people, the more unbearable it becomes. His chest tightens at the thought of never having her to himself. He clenches his fist, digging his nails into his palm as a way to release some of the tension building within him. Tonight, he will make her his. There's no other option; she was meant to be with him from the start.

It's getting harder to control himself, but he must remain patient. She is his, whether she realizes it or not. He'll make sure everyone knows that too; they won't be allowed to touch what belongs to him. His red eyes narrow slightly as he watches her with unyielding intensity. Soon enough... very soon... she will understand.

Her every move just drives him crazier as he watches them talk and laugh together. It feels like a knife twisting in his gut with each breath she takes without him by her side. But soon, very soon, everything will change. She'll see how wrong she was to think she belonged with anyone else. He swallows hard, the taste of anger and desire mixed on his tongue as he continues to watch her like a predator circling its prey.

His lips curl into a cruel smile as he imagines what she'll look like under his control. The thought alone sends shivers down his spine, making it harder for him to stay hidden in the shadows any longer. He wants her to know that he's there, that no one can take her from him now. Soon enough, very soon... everything will be different for them both.

As much as he hates to wait any longer, patience is key when it comes to matters of the heart... and controlling a situation like this one. He waits for the perfect moment, letting his prey grow comfortable before striking like a viper from the shadows. His blood burns with anticipation, urging him forward; soon enough, he'll have her in his grasp where she belongs.

She's all he can think about, the air around him thick with desire and the need to claim her as his own. Every breath she takes feels like a dagger to his chest, but also feeds his hunger for her. Soon enough, very soon... everything will change. And when it does, there's no going back.

His heart races with anticipation as he watches her movements, memorizing the way she moves and sounds. This knowledge will be invaluable when the moment comes, allowing him to surprise her and show her what true love really means... in his twisted, possessive way.

Her laughter echoes through the air like music to his ears, but also like a taunt. He can't help but feel both delight and anger surge within him as he listens to her share in the joke with another person. Soon enough, she'll be laughing only at his amusing anecdotes and none of this other fools' jokes. His body tenses up with barely contained excitement at the thought, almost willing himself forward to claim what is rightfully his.

Her every move, her laughter... it all feeds into the hunger he has for her. He can feel himself growing closer to striking, the time when he'll make his presence known and take what is his by right. The thought of possessing her completely consumes him, driving away any rational thoughts or doubts. Soon enough, very soon... she'll be his entirely.

Her every movement is like a drug to him, sending shockwaves of desire coursing through his veins. He watches her intently, imagining the feel of her skin beneath his hands and the taste of her lips on his own. So close now... so very close to making her his entirely. The anticipation builds inside him like a pressure cooker about to explode, threatening to consume him whole if he doesn't act soon. But when he does strike, it will be quick and brutal; there won't be any going back after that moment.

Her every move draws him closer, the anticipation becoming nearly unbearable. The moment she turns her back to him, he dashes forward like a predator closing in on its prey. His heart pounds against his chest as he reaches out to grab her, pulling her into an alley and pinning her against the wall with one powerful hand clamped around her throat. "I warned you," he growls, his voice dark and menacing. "You belong to me."

Her terrified expression only serves to fuel his desire further; he can't help but revel in the knowledge that he has her completely under his control now. "I will never let you go," he whispers hoarsely, "no matter how much you fight or beg." His other hand moves to cradle her face gently, even as his thumb rubs across her lips in a possessive gesture. "You are mine, and I am yours. There is no escape from this reality now."

She trembles in his grasp, her fear palpable as she stares up at him with wide eyes. He forces a soft smile to curve his lips, hoping it might reassure her in some small way. "I am not your enemy," he whispers, moving even closer so their bodies are nearly touching. "In fact, I am the one who saved you once before... and I will continue to protect you from harm as long as you're mine." His voice lowers further, becoming almost hypnotic. "Do you understand?"