I wished I could say things went back to normal after I moved back in with Mom and Dad—but that wasn’t the case.
The house was the same. The smells were familiar…ginger and cardamom in the morning, sandalwood incense in the evening. But I wasn’t the same.
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My past haunts me still and the darkness is growing. I know it will take me soon. Everyday is a struggle without Anya. The hole she left is killing me slowly but I am living for my daughter. My daughter is my life. I am not the person I used to be. I am neither bad nor good, I am just a dad. And all I want is to be enough for my daughter.
I thought he was the first man to ever see me. To really see me. Not just the weight I carried or the insecurities I buried beneath my clothes- But me. So I followed him. Trusted him. Loved him. Now I wake up in a room I can't leave. A captive. To an uncertain future. He has something sinister planned for me. And the only way out... might be to make the devil fall in love. 🚫🚫🚫 This isn't a love story. Not the sweet kind. It's dark. Twisted. Addictive. The kind where the hero does unforgivable things- and you'll still find yourself wanting him. He's not safe. And neither is what you'll feel. !!!Only Intended For Adults Over 18!!!
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