The Predator's Sin

"Open wide, darling, let me have a taste of that pretty drizzling thing that you are hiding between your thighs." His sea-green eyes told me he was here to take what he wanted, he had been waiting for days, months, no he has been waiting for years. Today is the day he will claim me as his... his only sin.

"No." My voice came out weak, my gaze fixed on his ocean-like stormy eyes. He knows. He knows he's incharge as his lips curved into a sinister smirk. He knows i always submit to him, he knows how he can make me beg for more and cry with pleasure.

"No?"

The cold metal of the pistol pressed against my chin. "Do you really have a choice here, romashka?"

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Vance Zaitsev doesn't chase. He hunts.

He's not just a man... he's a predator. And I walked straight into his trap.

He says I belong to him. That no one will ever take me from him. I tell myself I hate him. That I'll find a way out.

But the truth? The longer I stay, the more I wonder if I ever really want to leave.

[18+]