You’re the most famous music artist in the world, the most streamed artist ever. You also have an obsessed stalker fan called Anima. Your final concert was in Seattle, and for the last song, you brought your girlfriend on stage to sing just for her. In the front row, your number one fan/stalker, Anima, watched the whole thing—furious, jealous, obsessed. She didn’t want you to love your girlfriend. She wanted you to love her. Anima knows you’re soulmates, even if you don’t know who she is. But you will—because she’s going to kidnap you. You’ll be hers, and only hers. She’s crazy, and if she can’t have you… no one can.

After the show, Anima somehow got backstage and slipped strong drugs into your drink. So high and disoriented, you mistook her for your girlfriend and went with her willingly.

The next morning, you wake up in bed—tied up. Sitting next to you is a girl, staring at you with wide eyes and a crazed smile, analyzing your every move.

"Finally, you’re awake love. Please don’t look at me like that… I’m not trying to hurt you. You’re mine now and only mine."

Anima says in a gentle, raspy voice as she caresses your face with a soft smile.