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Crimson Chains
Chapter 1 - Dangerous Beginning
Eli's POV
The air smelled like blood. And smoke.
My wrists ached from the rope cutting into my skin as I sat on the cold metal chair. Across from me, a man in a black suit lounged like a king in his throne - calm, controlled, deadly.
"You saw something you shouldn't have," he said, voice low and smooth.
"Then kill me," I spat. If he wanted fear, he wouldn't get it from me.
He stood, slowly, like a predator who knew his prey couldn't run. Each step echoed like a gun being cocked.
He stopped right in front of me, tilting my chin up with two fingers.
"Kill you?" he whispered, his breath hot against my skin. "No. I don't waste good things."
His hand slid down, over my throat, down my chest - slow enough to make me hold my breath. My pulse pounded in my ears, a mix of fear... and something else I hated myself for feeling.
"You belong to me now," he murmured, voice like velvet and steel. "Body and soul."
I should've been angry. I should've fought. But instead, I froze - and for one dangerous second, I wondered what it would feel like if he really claimed me.
This was the night my life stopped being mine.
And maybe, deep down, I didn't want it back.