Hidden Obsession

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝟏: 𝑺𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕 𝑨𝒅𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒓?

The sun dipped below the horizon as 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐨 𝐀𝐥𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐭 [𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘴 𝐋𝐞𝐨] pulled into his driveway, the last rays of daylight casting long shadows over his luxurious home. The day had been a whirlwind-photoshoots, interviews, and endless chatter about his latest film, 𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬𝐞, which was breaking records and setting the internet ablaze, it was a film that got him a nice sum of money,the film required him playing the part of a cold-hearted CEO of a big company who falls in love with his co-worker,nearing the end of the movie he had a scene where he had to do an intimate encounter with the female actor whom was playing the part of the co-worker to spice things up. The adoration of fans and the glow of the spotlight were intoxicating, but now, all he wanted was a quiet evening to unwind.

Stepping into his sleek, modern home, Leo exhaled deeply, feeling the weight of the day slowly lift from his shoulders. He tossed his keys onto the marble counter and made his way to the kitchen. A bottle of red wine awaited him, a reward for enduring the constant barrage of cameras and questions. With a practiced hand, he uncorked the bottle, the rich aroma of the wine filling the air as he poured himself a generous glass.

As he raised the glass to his lips, a sudden movement caught his eye. A small piece of paper fluttered past him, carried by a breeze that shouldn't have been there. Frowning, Leo set the glass down and reached for the note, curiosity piqued. The paper felt rough between his fingers, as though it had been hastily torn from a larger sheet. When he turned it over, he was met with a simple, crudely drawn smiley face.

His brow furrowed in confusion. There was no message, no explanation-just the childish doodle, mocking in its simplicity. A chill ran down his spine as he looked around, the familiar comfort of his home now tinged with an unsettling unease. Leo couldn't shake the feeling that he wasn't as alone as he had thought. After a while he brushed it off and blamed it on his stress from all the work recently, trying to convince himself that he's only paranoid and throwing the little torn piece of paper into the dustbin.

He felt uneasy and felt as though someone was watching him but tried his best just to ignore it as he went to his bedroom and got dressed into comfortable clothes. Once he was done he lifted up the soft silky blanket and slipped into bed, quickly drifting off to sleep.

Even in his slumber he still felt uncomfortable. He felt a sudden cold breeze on his body pulling the blanket over him even more and holding onto it tightly. After a few minutes he slept in total silence... But it was not capkming, instead the silence was somewhat disturbing...

He heard a sound coming from his kitchen and swiftly jumped out of bed to go check what it was.

When he arrived in the kitchen, the window was wide open and all he saw was a brand new full bottle of luxurious red wine on the counter that was exactly the same as the one he had been drinking earlier. There was a sticky not on the bottle woth another smiley face on it but this one had something written on it...
𝘛𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦𝘥...