When he broke into my house, I was expecting him to just steal my stuff, but he wanted so much more…

And so did I.

He wanted me: mind, body, and soul. He wanted to break me, and I was powerless to stop him.

Despite his mind games, his obsession, I still fell for him. I couldn’t get him out of my head, couldn’t stop thinking about the way his hands felt on my body or how his dark desires called to mine.

He came into my life like the darkest storm, and he left nothing but destruction in his wake.