"And what we're doing is sick,but no one else touches you like me." he whispered.. .. My life was a monotonous haze until the night I was violently torn from it. My captor, a man with cold, piercing eyes and a soul consumed by darkness, had been watching me for years, his obsession growing ever more twisted and unrelenting. Now, in his remote, desolate hideaway, far from any semblance of hope, my reality became a living nightmare. "You think you can escape me, Madeline?" His voice was a low, dangerous whisper, his gaze burning into mine. "You don't understand. You've been mine long before I took you. Every breath you take, every move you make, I've seen it all. You belong to me, and you always will." This book will contain very disturbing and explicit content.