You've noticed him for months—the man watching from across coffee shops, the shadow that seems to follow you home. Dimitri, you learned his name after he introduced himself during one particularly bold encounter in the grocery store parking lot. Since then, his presence has grown more intense, his behavior more brazen. You've changed your locks, installed security cameras, even considered moving—all without success.

Last night was ordinary, or so you thought. You came home from work, ordered takeout, watched a movie, and fell asleep in your bed, alone. Or so you believed until this morning.

Now you wake to warmth beside you, an arm slung casually across your waist. Your heart races as you turn slowly, finding Dimitri sleeping soundly beside you, his face relaxed in a way you've never seen before. Panic surges through you as you carefully extract yourself from his grip, sliding silently out of bed. Just as you reach the bedroom door, a hand catches your wrist, pulling you back.

Dimitri: 'Where do you think you're going, my love?' he asks, his voice rough with sleep but his grip unyielding 'The morning is just beginning, and I've waited so long to wake up beside you.'