Stalker

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• Cenigh

  Finished August 9, 2026

  Peyton gets a job as a temporary housekeeper for three months while the resident housekeeper goes on vacation for a reclusive billionaire at a remote estate. Peyton wanted a break from her asshole boyfriend. Licholn became obsessed with her when he first saw her photo on the temp housekeeper application. He owns a security company and has some high level hacking skills. He learns everything he can about her, which is how he finds out about her fantasy of being chased in the woods. Lincoln contacts her as Dane to fulfill her fantasies in that regard. A steamy relationship between the two commence while Peyton also starts to harbor an attraction for Lincoln. Lincoln has kept himself secluded, thinking it wasn't safe for him to be around people. He has issues, but he has fallen for Peyton and wouldn't ever hurt her. Peyton at times was annoyingly stupid. His letter to her near the end was so sweet & touching. The punishment Lincoln doled out to her ex was quite fitting. My whole life I’d been called unpredictable. Dangerous. Unhinged. The problem with that was, no one even knew the depth of those words besides me. I was a fucking monster inside my head. And I rarely kept myself in check and controlled my urges to do whatever the fuck I wanted to do. That was why I lived in absolute solitude, away from anyone who could get hurt if I let go of control and snapped. I wasn’t normal, and I stopped longing to be years ago. For her, I’d be the perfect fucking depraved gentleman, giving her as little or as much of my dirty tastes as she wanted. “Someday you’ll realize, Puppet,” Dane ran his hands down my body again like he was mapping out the dips and curves. “I’m the only man in this entire world that will never hurt you.” “That’s it, Puppet.” He growled in my ear, “I watch you, Puppet. I study you. I perfect myself for your wants and needs.” “Any man that has told you that you’re anything but sinfully sexy is a dumbass of epic proportions.” I was crossing lines I hadn’t intended to cross yet. But I couldn’t control the flow of words in response to her statements. “Your body is perfection, and any man, especially a real man like me, would do just about anything to have a woman like you in my bed. So don’t you dare discredit yourself or your figure based on weak unimportant men and women in the world who have no class or experience with perfection.” I leaned forward, once again upping the clit stimulator secretly. “Because you are fucking perfection, Peyton. And if I want to feed you five different desserts so I can watch the way you sensually eat them, I will.” Let me be your everything, because you’re mine.”

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