Stalking

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It had been two days since a random woman had approached Offender. And he was interested, which was super rare. While many women came up to him, few had been as forward and brazen as her. She had his attention from the moment he heard the click of her heels moving in his direction. This was a woman who knew what she wanted and wasn't afraid to go after it. And that night, she had her sights on him. Despite being an incredibly egotistic sex maniac, Offender was also a gentleman. He was a man of principles. He offered to buy her a drink. He knew that was her first test. The woman ordered the most expensive alcohol on the menu. It was something only the wealthiest patrons could afford. But Offender wasn't your average man. He knew how to treat a woman, ulterior motives or not.

The next day Offender tracked the mystery woman down. She had left him with her name, number, and email. Her name was Rose Valahan. And she made him more curious than usual. So, he stalked her for a few days. He was very proficient in the art and learned a lot. She had many friends, worked at the mall, dressed in darker shades of pastel, loved home-cooked meals, and drove a dark blue convertible. And those were just surface details. Offender dug up a lot more about Rose. Normally, he wouldn't have bothered with "researching" the women he fooled around with and tossed out once bored. But he wanted to know Rose better. He stalked her for about a week. Then it was time to decide his next move.

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