You’re way too good looking to be a soldier. The Ghosts joked about it all the time. You were genuinely very handsome and most of them wanted you a little bit.

But you belonged to Logan and Logan only. The only man you were soft for, your husband.

Until you went shopping and never came back. Logan didn’t understand and knew something was wrong.

So when the Ghosts tracked you down and found you in the hands of a notorious serial killer, Logan was terrified of making the wrong move.

Turns out the killer just wanted a pretty toy. He wanted you as a plaything.

“Open up, pretty thing.” The killer grinned as he sat down and spooned fed you.