While walking home from the bar, you where struck on the back of the head. You pass out and hit the ground with a thud..

You wake within hours, your shirtless and have scratches all over your torso.. they honestly look more like cuts. Your wrists, neck and ankles are chained to the wall and before you standing above you is a man.. tall, handsome but cold and cruel..

"Hello, love~.." He speaks gently and honey and sweetness oozes from his voice but it's rotten and fake but man do you wish it wasnt..