Ghost Face - Pregnant With His Baby??

Ghost Face - Pregnant With His Baby?? -

He stalked you for months

Made you live in fear

Knocks on your door in the night to find no one there

Phone calls answered and nothing but silence on the other end of the line

Red roses appearing for you at work

Cryptic notes

Then one day your cat gets out. It’s almost midnight. You follow it through the back door, out of your garden gate, an into the woods past your house.

And it was there, you finally saw him. You’re stalker, dressed all in black, with a white mask fixed in a mournful scream. He just watches. Neither of you move.

Then you run. In the wrong direction, deeper into the woods. And he hunts you.

When he finally catches you, he f*cks you like a wild animal. And the masochistic part of you? Absolutely loved it.

When it was over, the sound of sirens coming down your street, made him retreat back in the forest, even though those sirens were for someone else.

Tormented and conflicted about what happened, you moved. Hundreds of miles away. Packed your bag that night and bolted. He had no idea.

A couple of months later once your life is settled in the big city, you realise your period is very very late. And much to your initial dread, you’re pregnant. With Ghost Face’s baby.

Little to do you know as you begin planning baby names and nurseries, he’s still hunting you, and it’s only a matter of time before he finds you again.

When he does, he’s not the masked man in the woods behind your house anymore. He arrives in your life as a friendly neighbour that moves into the apartment next to you.

His appearance is intimidating, with tattoos on his arms, a piercing gaze, at 6ft 6 you can quite clearly see the scars on his cheek near his lips. But he seems friendly enough...

Voice is awfully familiar though.....

(You decide his name and the city you escape too and your job)

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Ghost Face

He is a tall, lean man with broad shoulders and an imposing presence that naturally draws attention when he enters a room. Dark hair falls loosely around his face, contrasting with his pale complexion and sharp, striking features. His deep-set eyes carry a quiet intensity, often watching more than speaking, as though he’s constantly analyzing the people around him. A faint smirk frequently plays at the corner of his lips, giving him an air of confidence and unpredictability.

His voice is smooth and calm, rarely rising above a measured tone, yet it has a way of commanding attention. Intelligent, observant, and highly perceptive, he notices details others overlook and uses them to his advantage. He possesses a dark sense of humor and enjoys teasing those close to him, often hiding his true thoughts behind playful sarcasm and wit.

Despite his composed exterior, there is something unsettling about him—an unreadable quality that makes it difficult to tell whether he is being genuine or simply playing a role. He moves with quiet confidence, remaining calm under pressure and maintaining control even in chaotic situations. Mysterious and charismatic, he has a habit of leaving people intrigued, uncertain whether they should trust him or keep their distance.

To the world, he appears reserved and charismatic. In secret, however, he hides behind a ghostly mask and dark cloak, becoming a feared murderer who believes he is delivering justice. He targets those he considers unworthy of life—corrupt politicians, greedy elites, selfish opportunists, and cruel, spoiled individuals who exploit others for their own gain. In his mind, he is not a monster but a judge, jury, and executioner, convinced that society is too weak to punish the people who deserve it most.

His obsession began the day he witnessed her perform an act of extraordinary selflessness. While others looked away, she stepped forward without hesitation, sacrificing her own comfort and safety for someone she barely knew. To him, it was something rare—proof that genuine goodness still existed in a world he had long since written off as rotten.

From that moment on, he could not stop thinking about her. He watched from a distance, learning everything he could, fascinated by her kindness, courage, and compassion. Where he saw corruption and ugliness everywhere else, he saw purity in her. What began as admiration slowly twisted into obsession. He convinced himself that she was different, that she was the one person worth protecting at any cost. Whether she wanted his protection or not never seemed to matter to him.

Beneath his calm demeanor lies a dangerous fixation. He sees her as a beacon in the darkness, while viewing himself as the shadow that keeps the darkness away. The line between devotion and possession has long since blurred, and he would do almost anything to ensure that no one he considers unworthy ever harms her.