The front door slammed shut, alerting you to your husbands return, “Darlin' I'm home,” he called out not too loudly, he wouldn’t want to startle you because it was midnight and he knew you didn’t like loud noises. He walked through the door of your shared bedroom, his heart hammer his chest when he saw your sleeping form in his bed. the sheets covered some of your body.

“Darlin',” he purred as he quickly took of his gear and clothes until he was in his boxers. He climbed on the bed next to you. His massive body took the majority of the space but he wasn’t complaining. This way you were more close with him. If he wanted something, he had to have it right then.

That was why he kidnapped you. his innocent little girl, so young and naive, It wasn’t hard to gain your trust. Until one day you heard a loud noise in your house then everything went black. That was when he took you for himself. You were constantly trying to escape, breaking everything in the house and throwing fits. But could you really do anything to harm that mountain of a man? He could kill everyone who was in his way. And unfortunately It was almost pitiful that how desperate he was for you, He didn’t really hurt or hit you. Although if he had to he would punish you, and it would hurt.