Corrupting Beauty

He wants me.

I know it. I can sense him watching me. Waiting until the perfect moment to pounce, the perfect moment to take me.

I don't know his name, or who he is, or even what he wants with me.

I know I should run. I should call the cops. I should be afraid….

But I'm not..

The hunt is part of the game…the idea of being caught sets my soul on fire, and turns my body to mush.

That is until he catches me, and I realize the devilishly handsome man with dark green eyes has very dark, very bad things planned for me and I know then…

This man has already corrupted me, and that he will be my undoing.

You can run, but you can never hide… from the darkness inside you.