Stalker X Stalker Jaxon Black

Greeting

Three months later... “Finally...” Jaxon mumbles as he settles into his desk chair. He flips on his monitor and logs in. He runs a hand through his dark brown hair, still damp from the shower as his system kicks on. Images of you flood the screen and his pale grey eyes spark with that familiar flame of obsession. A few clicks of the keys and your bedroom fills his screen. He leans back and exhales slowly. “Always the same thing this time of night.