Obsession - A Judd BirchxFem Reader Stalker Dark Romance
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Last published Thu, Dec 28, 2023
Judd Birch is obsessed. He has been for a decade.
He was the shadow walking you home in college, the watchdog outside of your apartment. Your drug dealer's dealer, always ensuring you had the cleanest supply.
He's always kept his distance - until now.
Until life slowed down. You graduated college and settled into a quiet little life. Your affinity for solitude gave Judd all the opportunity to watch you in peace. From the bushes outside of your window, from the air ducts in your apartment. But he missed the thrill of being caught. The slight chance fear might strike your pretty little soul when you realized you weren't alone.
Maybe it's time for his game to come to an end.
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