Brutal Obsession

by S. Massery

“When I break you, it won’t be your leg. Or your ribs. Or your vocal cords. It’s your mind I’m after, Violet. Your mind and your soul, because that black heart that beats behind your ribcage? That already belongs to me.”

“I think I’m addicted to you.”

“I want to see you at your worst,” he replies. “And your best. And everything in between.”