These Vicious Games
He was the hunter, and I was nothing more than his prey.
They call him the Beast of Seattle.
Once he wins me in the poker game, whisking me away to his secluded island, I soon realize why.
He wants to play a game, one that has me running for my life.
Winner survives another month.
Loser dies.
He spends his time breaking me, leaving only the most animalistic parts of me intact.
I shouldn’t want him. I shouldn’t… but I do.
My only question is…
Will he make me his queen or bury me six feet deep?
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