Can't Stay Away ✔️

35. Let the chaos begin

Ok so from here, things might take a dark turn. As the name of the chapter suggests: let the chaos begin‼️

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I know it is a short chapter but I just wanted to write something from the POV of the stalker. Do let me know if you guys enjoy this new POV.

I've been watching her for months now, and the sight of her still makes my heart race and my blood boil. Ever since that day at the airport, when our eyes locked for the first time, I knew she was meant to be mine. Ayesha. Her name feels like a divine incantation on my lips, a spell that binds her to me forever.

Today, I watch her step out of her office. She looks fucking perfect, her dress moulds perfectly with her delicious curves, her hair flowing like silk, her eyes sparkling with that intoxicating innocence. My pulse quickens as I see him – Arjun. That smug, arrogant bastard. He strides toward her like he owns her, like she belongs to him. My fists clench involuntarily, the nails digging into my palms, drawing blood.

How dare he touch her? How dare he even look at her? She's mine. She just doesn't know it yet. From my hidden vantage point, I feel a growl building in my throat as he wraps his arm around her waist and kisses her. The sight makes my vision blur with a murderous rage.

That day at the airport was the beginning. She was a vision, a goddess among mere mortals. I knew I had to have her. Since then, I've followed her every move. I know her routines, her favorite cafes, the exact shade of her lipstick, and the way she bites her lip when she's nervous.

But my surveillance goes deeper. Much deeper. I've seen her in her most intimate moments. I installed cameras, small and well-hidden, in her apartment. I've watched her undress, shower, and sleep. I've seen her with Arjun, their passionate embraces, their heated fucking. Each time he touches her, it drives me to the brink of insanity. I grip my chair, teeth gnashing, as I imagine all the ways I'll make him pay for daring to touch what's mine. Fucking mine.

I'll never forget the first time I watched her shower. The water cascading down her perfect, naked body, the way she closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation. I couldn't help myself. I unzipped my pants and started stroking myself, imagining it was my cock pounding into her tight pussy. The way she touched herself, her fingers dipping between her legs, made me lose control. I came hard, my eyes never leaving the screen, whispering her name like a prayer.

Tonight is no different. I watch as they drive away, my mind swirling with dark, violent thoughts. He is taking her again and he will fuck her again and that thought is enough for me plan his demise. I know I'm insane, but I don't care. My love for Ayesha is pure, untainted by the lies and deceit of the world. I'll protect her, keep her safe from anyone who threatens our bond. Especially that piece of shit, Arjun.

My Ayesha is naive. She doesn't know what is best for her, namely me. See, I tried to warn her but she is a stubborn little thing, isn't she? She thinks changing her number is enough to get rid of me. Ha! Isn't she adorable?

I started planning the day I saw her. My apartment is a shrine to her, filled with photographs, trinkets I've stolen from her home, and detailed notes about her life. I've rehearsed my plan a thousand times in my mind. I'll wait until the perfect moment, then I'll strike. I imagine the terror in Arjun's eyes as I take Ayesha away, the way she'll finally realize that no one can love her like I do. I'll cage her, keep her safe from anyone who dares to come close.

The time has come to send her a message, to let her know that I'm always there, watching. A note, a photograph, perhaps even a personal item of hers I've taken? Yes, that would do nicely.

I remember the nights I watched them together, their bodies entwined. The way she moaned his name, the ecstasy on her face. I sat in the dark, my hand wrapped around my cock, matching their rhythm, imagining it was me inside her. I came so hard those nights, my orgasm mingling with her cries of pleasure. But it wasn't enough. It will never be enough until she's mine.

As Arjun and Ayesha disappear down the road, I retreat into the shadows, my heart pounding with excitement. Soon, very soon, Ayesha will understand. She'll see that my love is pure, that I'm the only one who can protect her. And Arjun? Arjun will fucking pay for coming between us.

I picture the scene: Ayesha's frightened eyes, Arjun's lifeless body. She'll know that she belongs to me and only me. The message will be clear, unmistakable.

I had to get Arjun out of the way. The fires at his office were just the beginning. Watching him run around like a headless chicken while important documents went up in flames was fucking satisfying. I set those fires when I saw him fucking her. It was revenge, pure and simple. He needed to be taught a lesson.

I even sent him a few pictures so that he leaves My Ayesha alone. But that fucker is too smart for his own good.

But somehow, despite everything, they still found their way back to each other. It's infuriating. They think they're safe, that their little bubble of love can't be popped. They're wrong. Dead wrong.

Now, I'm ready to escalate things. Killing Arjun is the only way to free Ayesha from his clutches. But it won't be quick. No, I'll make him watch as I pound into her, show him what it feels like to be powerless, to lose the most important thing in his life. He will watch as his most precious Ayesha who was never his to begin with, will scream my name. He will watch when I will fill her pussy with my cum. He will watch as I will bite her tits and erase every mark of him from her body. I will paint her with my marks. Maybe even draw a little blood? My sweetheart deserves a little pain for acting like a brat. Then, and only then, will I end him.

Ayesha will understand. She'll see that everything I've done, I've done for her. I'll be her protector, her savior, her everything. And nothing, absolutely nothing, will stand in my way.

With one last look at the empty street, I turn and walk away, a sinister smile playing on my lips. The time for watching is over. Now, it's time to act.