Green Light

by Jescie Hall

The one who awakened me to a heaven I’d never known could exist, only to force me into the cages of my own nightmarish hell. The catalyst to my downfall.

This life holds the promise of heaven for those naive enough not to realize we were subjected to hell long ago.

A woman’s heart isn’t meant to be toyed with. Once touched, it has the power to level cities, make happy homes turn to dust, and obliterate a man’s ego.

He is, however, exactly what I would guess a guy in this business would

look like—rough around the edges, a few screws loose, assumptions of a massive cock beneath those fitted pants. All the crazy ones have the best dicks. It’s science.

“Good. Because I’m about to fuck you like you’re mine,” he whispers, his demonic tone causing my hair to stand on end. “But you’re not. You’ll never be.”

“Does Daddy know his little princess likes jewels up her ass when she gets fucked?”

But pleasure won’t cut it anymore. I need pain to erase Montana. I was a man obsessed. But now that obsession demands I destroy her.

When you really love people, you deal with their dirt and let it become you.

“What I’m suggesting is, it doesn’t take much for a seemingly normal man to snap. Men and monsters are merely separated by mismanaged trauma.”

“You gonna be a good boy for me?” I ask, rolling my hand up the soft, taut flesh. “The best boy.” He swallows. “I’ll be whatever you want as long as I’m yours.”