Antonio
I was sipping on my glass of scotch as I read through my texts with the little devil who didn’t know that she was sharing her fantasies with me. And each time I went through those texts, a part of me stirred to life. Chasing her was for the vengeance that I had promised to Gabriel Wolfe a long time ago, but slowly it mixed with the need to make her my prey for pleasurable reasons too. I had given her a choice to come with me on her own, but she chose wrong. And now I’d have to resort to deceiving her and kidnapping her.
I hadn’t lied when I had told her that I wanted her safe. After interacting with her, a little part of me wanted tospare her what laid ahead if I got on with my plans that included her. There were two reasons behind why I texted that picture to Gabriel Wolfe. One,
