"I wanted him to see me. Now he can't look away."
He was perfect.
Successful. Charming. The kind of man women crave without ever touching.
But I didn't want just a moment-
I wanted forever.
So I did what no sane woman would ever do:
I took him.
And now, as he stands in front of me with those eyes-dark, dangerous, devouring-I know:
He's not the kind of man you admire from afar.
He's the kind of man you fear.
Those eyes-damn those eyes.
They speak louder than words.
They see me like I'm everything he's ever wanted.
But in that gaze, there's no love.
Only something deeper.
Darker.
What began as obsession has become something far more dangerous-
a twisted game of control, power, and desire.
And there's no way out.
Not for him.
Not for me.
For those who believe in the darker side of love-
and are willing to lose control to find it.
This isn't a love story. It's a descent. A power play. A psychological maze that spirals the longer you look at it. If you're looking for a soft, redeeming hero – turn away now. But if you're drawn to stories where obsession meets elegance, where every chapter feels like you're one step too close to the flame— then welcome to Stalker x Stalker. It's not comfortable. It's not safe. But damn, it lingers. Maybe I’m biased. But when a story feels like it’s staring back at you—you don’t walk away. Do you?