his silent obsession
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Last published Fri, Jun 13, 2025
❁ INTRODUCTION ❁
His name was Maverick Jameson.
The world didn't know much about him.
No birth records. No age. No past. Just whispers.
They said he was powerful. Dangerous. Untouchable.
But no one knew he was the mafia boss. Not even me.
He wore a mask like a second skin-cold, unreadable, terrifying.
No one had seen his face. No one ever dared to try.
Except I saw more than anyone else ever could.
I saw him everywhere.
At the café.
At the bookstore.
Across the street from my apartment.
Always lingering. Always watching. Always... silent.
At first, I thought I was going crazy.
But he wasn't just some stranger.
He was following me.
He was obsessed with me.
And I didn't even know why.
All I knew were glimpses-
Ocean-blue eyes that burned like ice through his mask,
Dark chocolate-brown hair falling in soft waves across his forehead,
Pale, beautiful skin like marble carved by the gods.
I should've run.
But I didn't.
Because maybe... a part of me wanted him to catch me.
And then there's me-
Zoi.
The girl with warm brown-chocolate eyes and short wavy hair,
Skin as fair as his,
Heart as broken as ever.
I loved someone once.
He promised forever-
Then tore it all apart with my best friend.
They're getting married next month.
And I'm just the ghost left behind.
But Maverick Jameson?
He doesn't care about my past.
He doesn't speak.
He acts.
The elevator doors closed. Just the two of us.
And for the first time, he broke his silence.
He said my name.
And I swear, I stopped breathing.
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