I belong to me

She silently called out and he could sense fear radiating from her. The sensation was glorious. He smiled wickedly in the shadows. The fading light and the dusk illuminated her from behind. She was strikingly beautiful. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes sparkled. He fantasied about touching her cheek, her hair, her shoulders and... How he wanted her. Wanted Isobel. His Isobel.