midnightbluewriting
Divorce lawyer Atticus Pierce has known Saskia was his since the day she moved in next door.
He was twelve years old when he saw the quiet, strange girl with watchful dark eyes, and even then, his soul knew what they were before his brain did.
Meant to be.
Now, at thirty, Saskia has been his wife for ten years, and Atticus loves her with a devotion so deep it's madness.
Tracking her location keeps her safe. Memorizing her routines is his duty as her protector. Noticing every subtle shift in her expression is his honor as her husband.
But he keeps this hidden from Saskia, terrified at the thought of her discovering his obsession and being scared of him.
She might leave him.
And that is inconceivable.
But Saskia is keeping secrets.
Private phone calls she claims are work. Late-night meetings. Hushed conversations with the president of Iron Vow, the local MC.
Already stretched thin by a brutal case against a violent ex-husband, Atticus begins to spiral beneath the weight of suspicion, jealousy, and the one fear he cannot survive coming true.
That the love of his life belongs to someone else.
When his control finally snaps, he says things he regrets the moment they leave his mouth.
But Saskia is not cheating. She never was. She never would.
And when Atticus uncovers the truth, he realizes his wife is not afraid of his obsession.
She has been matching it all along...
TW: stalking, blood and gore, unhealthy obsessive relationship behaviors that I'm shamelessly romanticizing. Reader discretion is advised.