A love story carved in blood. A game she was never supposed to win. A monster who never expected to lose. She came to this city to disappear. To start over. To be no one. But the city doesn't care what she wants. Girls like her don't get second chances. Girls like her go missing. She should have been afraid when she saw him- The man in the shadows. The predator with a smile like a blade. The killer who should have been her end. But she didn't scream. She laughed. And that? That was her first mistake. Now, he won't let her go. Now, he has to break her. Now, he needs to see her beg. The worst part? She wants him to try.

"I just want you to know how terrifying it is to have no control. Like, physically, no control over what happens to you. Nothing. Being at the mercy of someone else's hand." The look he gave me was glazed over with pain. "The thing is, you aren't the only one in my life who's put me in that situation. And I'm tired of being used to people doing that to me. I was finally beginning to think that, after my mother, there was someone else who could actually, truly, unconditionally, care about me." ​​"But don't you understand? I would've let you stay with your dad if I didn't." ​"If you did, you would've told me the truth." ​​"How can I convince you that there's no way I couldn't care about you?" ​"You'll have to work for that." I grumbled, slipping the gag into his mouth.