BEFORE HE LEARNS TO BLEED

I wasn't taken because I was weak.
I was taken because I knew too much.

Elias Virel is the kind of man people disappear because of.
Cold. Controlled. Dangerous.
He doesn't threaten. He decides.

When I cross his path, he doesn't kill me.
He cages me in silence, protection, and rules I never agreed to.

I'm not his prisoner.
I'm his liability.

The more time I spend under his watch, the more I realize Elias doesn't love the way normal men do.
He claims.
He controls.
He destroys anything that gets too close to what he considers his.

And the worst part?

I'm starting to feel safest in the arms of a man I should be running from.

In a world built on violence and obsession, loving him might be my greatest mistake-

Or the thing that finally breaks him.