ONWTD 6

Ryan gazed out the window of his private jet, his mind wandering back to the night of passion he shared with Sophie. The memory of her radiant smile and captivating energy lingered, refusing to be dismissed. He had been consumed by a singular focus since that fateful evening, his usual sharp instincts dulled by the haze of satisfaction.

As the plane soared through the skies, Ryan's thoughts drifted to the task at hand.A high-stakes business deal that required his undivided attention. But his concentration was shattered, his mind constantly drifting back to Sophie. He couldn't shake the feeling that he had left a piece of himself behind, and he was determined to reclaim it.

With a few days left before his return to New Jersey, Ryan's resolve hardened. He would find Sophie, and he would make her his own. The thrill of the chase coursed through his veins like adrenaline.

Reaching for his phone, Ryan instructed his personal secretary to send a message to one of his trusted henchmen, a man with an uncanny ability to uncover secrets. "I need everything you can find on the woman I met last weekend," Ryan commanded, his voice low and urgent. "Leave no stone unturned. I want to know her name, her address, her favorite color... everything."

The henchman's response was immediate. "Consider it done, boss. We'll leave no trail unexplored."

Ryan's eyes narrowed, his focus laser-sharp once more. He would stop at nothing to claim Sophie as his own, to possess the one person who had ever truly understood him. The game was on, and Ryan was all in.

As Ryan's henchman begins to dig into Sophie's past, Ryan himself becomes increasingly consumed by his desire to possess her. He can't concentrate on his business dealings, and his usual control begins to slip. His associates notice a change in him, but none can quite put their finger on what's driving this sudden shift.

Meanwhile, Sophie is oblivious to the storm brewing around her. She's enjoying a newfound sense of freedom, exploring the city and rediscovering herself after her painful breakup with Dre. But when strange occurrences start happening.m. Mysterious phone calls, strange sightings, and an eerie feeling of being watched.She begins to suspect that something is off.

One night, as she's walking home from a night out with friends, Sophie is confronted by Ryan's henchman. "You're coming with me, miss," he growls, his massive frame looming over her. Sophie's heart races as she realizes she might be in grave danger.She ran as fast as her heels could carry her. She ran to her apartment and locked the door.

Sophie's mind races as she tries to process what just happened. She can't shake off the feeling that she's seen the henchman before, but she can't quite place him. And what did he mean by "You're coming with me, miss"? Did she somehow get mixed up in something she knows nothing about?

She tries to calm herself down, telling herself it was just a misunderstanding. But the henchman's words echo in her mind: "You're coming with me, miss." It's as if he knew her, knew something about her that she didn't.

Sophie's thoughts are interrupted by a knock at the door. She hesitates, wondering if she should answer it. But the knocking persists, and she slowly makes her way to the door.

She peeks through the peephole, and her heart skips a beat. It's Ryan, the man from the nightclub. The one she had a passionate night with. What is he doing here?

"Open the door, Sophie," he says, his voice low and commanding. "We need to talk."

Sophie's instincts tell her to stay hidden, but her curiosity gets the better of her. She slowly opens the door, and Ryan steps inside, his eyes fixed intently on hers.

"What's going on, Ryan?" she asks, trying to keep her voice steady. "Who was that man, and what did he want with me?"

Ryan's expression is unreadable, but his words send a chill down her spine: "That, my dear Sophie, is a long story. One that I'm not sure you're ready to hear.”

So you don't live around the club?.You must have made up your mind to have sex with a stranger for you to come that far.What can be done? I think I'm obsessed with you.

Sophie's eyes widened in surprise at Ryan's bold admission. She can't deny the sparks that flew between them at the club, but she's still trying to wrap her head around the strange encounter with his henchman.

"Obsessed?" she repeats, her voice barely above a whisper. "What do you mean, Ryan?"

Ryan takes a step closer, his eyes burning with intensity. "I mean that I can't stop thinking about you, Sophie. I can't explain it, but there's something about you that draws me in. And I always get what I want."

Sophie's heart races as she tries to process Ryan's words. She's both flattered and terrified by his obsession. She knows she should be careful.

"What do you want from me, Ryan?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper.

Ryan's smile is devastatingly charming. "I want to take you to dinner, to show you the city, to get to know you better. And then...who knows?"

Sophie's eyes flash with anger as she takes a step back, her voice rising. "What happened between us was a spark of the moment, Ryan. I'm not interested in you, and I certainly don't want to be obsessed over by someone like you."

Ryan's smile falters for a moment before he regains his composure. "Someone like me?" he repeats, his voice low and even.

"Yes, someone like you," Sophie spits out, her anger boiling over. "What kind of person moves around with an entourage of men? What kind of person sends their henchman to intimidate someone they barely know?"

Ryan chuckles, a cold, mirthless sound. "So, you haven't searched about me?" he asks, his eyes glinting with amusement.

Sophie's face pales as she realizes her mistake. She hadn't dug into Ryan's past, hadn't wondered what secrets he might be hiding. And now, she's face to face with a man who seems to be enjoying her fear.

"I don't need to search, Ryan," she lies, trying to sound braver than she feels. "I can see exactly what you are. And I want no part of it."

Ryan's smile widens, his eyes glinting with a sinister light. "Oh, Sophie," he says, his voice dripping with menace. "You have no idea what you're dealing with.”