She was so warm in my arms. Her addictive, sweet scent overwhelmed my senses. I had to force myself to stop staring at her delicate features, almost in disbelief that someone this perfect existed. This fallen angel was severing every last thread of my restraint. She had no idea the monster she’d ensnared. This precious girl had not a clue the lengths her hunter would go to get exactly what he wanted. I was a man of obsessions and fixations. I exerted control with ease. I did not hesitate, and I felt no remorse for the atrocities I committed for the greater good.
