Haunted Intentions ( Ghost X Fem Reader)

Chapter 2

Ghost had a vice besides cigarettes. However, he found a vice greater than nicotine will ever be. Her name is Y/n L/n. He knew she would be a problem from the minute Ghost saw her—the way her hair glistened in the sun and how she smiled at every customer that bought flowers at her shop. She is deadly and does not know it.

Ghost's obsession started little by little. First, instead of ordering to-go, he would move to a certain table in the coffee shop next door and watch her through the glass wall separating the two shops. Then he started to frequent the shop more often so she would not plague his mind so much. This did not help the caffeine addiction. Next thing Ghost knows, he used my training to break into her house and take a glimpse. He wanted to get to learn about her. For example, Ghost knows that she gets almond milk because dairy hurts her stomach; she reads A LOT, and her cat is a spoiled brat. He checked the black and white cat tags, and discovered that the name of the bastard cat was Muffin. However, the furry beast is difficult; they have a strange bond. Ghost started to break in more frequently and decided to retrieve some microphones and hidden cameras from my firm and place them throughout the house in places she couldn't find.

Now Ghost sits in his bed, watching her chest rise and fall as she snores lightly, her hair cascading on the pillow like an angelic halo. How her face was lit by the moon made Y/N look even more stunning than she already is. A notification that someone was at her front door rudely interrupted his peace. Ghost makes the switch to the camera at the front door and sees a man walking to her apartment and knocking on the door with a package in hand. Ghost involuntarily tenses when the man gets too close to Y/N's door. Whoever the man is, set down the package on her flowery door mat. He takes a picture of the box on the doorstep then, Ghost quickly recognizes it as an Amazon delivery man. However, the man was a minor threat. Ghost still did not like people so close to Y/N's apartment while she was asleep.

Ghost moves to his balcony and looks out across the street at Y/n's building. He has even memorized her window and often looks in. Despite knowing he shouldn't, he can't resist. While he stares at the dark windows, he can not stop thinking about the package left on her door. What was in the package? Could it harm her? Ghost tries to shake away his thoughts but he can not seem to let it go.

Succumbing to his desires, he chooses to snatch his keys and check out the package at her doorstep. He wears a skull printed balaclava and heads to the elevator in his luxurious building. The once busy street looks eerily abandoned, and he crosses quickly, trying to not get seen. He was not completely stupid. If the police had any sense, they would have someone watching her building. Though he would run the risk for her.

He makes it to Y/n's door and picks up the cardboard package on the rough flower mat; a curious nature possesses him to keep it and open the box back at his penthouse. He saunters out of the building, careful to not look suspicious to any late night tenets.

After he makes it into the elevator alone and punches in his entry code, Ghost ensures that he is alone in the elevator. He can not wait to see what is in the box anymore. He rips the package open with his keys and peers inside.

He walks into his dark modern penthouse and places the box on the counter to examine the contents. Taking great care, he unwraps the initial item, making sure not to harm the plastic, so it can be undisturbed at her door. Once Ghost unwraps the package, he pulls out a lacy lingerie set. It is baby pink with tiny bows on the underwear and bra. His mind goes wild imagining Y/n in the set, her soft curves accentuated by the lace. Suddenly, his smile falters. Who is she going to wear this for? He shakes the idea off and moves on to the next item, a pair of black athletic running shorts. Again his mind running wild with the thought of Y/n in the tiny shorts. His eyes widened because Ghost had only sewn her in jeans and t-shirts and sometimes flowy sundresses. Ghost thinks back to the time he saw y/n in a pair of overalls and he just wanted to keep her in his pocket.

He chooses to return the package later and goes to his cold, lonely bedroom. Laying in his bed, he decides to watch over Y/n one last time then go to sleep. He watches the feed on the small screen of his phone and now Muffin is sitting on her hip doing the same thing ghost is: watching her chest flow up and down with each breath.

The cat's green eyes stare up at Ghost's brown ones like Muffin knows he is watching. The cat stares him down and eventually curls up in Y/n's arms with a flick of his black and white slender tail. Muffin looks at the camera one more time and Ghost swears he winks. Ghost smirks at the cat's behavior. Since he has an obsession with its beautiful, breathtaking owner, he has learned to have a liking to the little beast. Ghost falls asleep watching the live feed. He could not help but admire her wishing y/n was in his arms and dreaming that he had done great things in his life to deserve her.