<p class=ql-align-center>He was my obsession. Haunting my dreams reminding me of my past.</p><p class=ql-align-center>He was the one whose heart I destroyed.</p><p class=ql-align-center>Pierce Lykaios was everything I could want: captivating cunning and controlled. He understood my darkest desires and took pleasure in feeding my every craving.</p><p class=ql-align-center>And when I walked back into his world it was my fault for letting the first touch lead to a second. And a third. I shouldn't have let him reawaken my need.</p><p class=ql-align-center>Now I'm caught in his grasp with no hope of escape unable to forget unable to stop.</p><p class=ql-align-center>He says this time I won't leave him. I won't forget him. And I'm afraid he's right.</p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p>