Prologue
His black nails dug into my skin. My flesh burned in agony, I groaned in pain.
“You’re fucking mine,” his voice low. “You’ll always be fucking mine.”
His nails scratched deeper into my thigh, his fingers looping around the waistline of my panties.
“Please stop!” I finally shrieked. I didn’t want to be weak in front of him, I knew that’s what he wanted, to have power over me.
He smiled down at me, his blue eyes pools of black voids.
“I’m just getting started.”