Eccentric pools of green trap the unsteady gaze of the prey. He was not supposed to be here, you were not supposed to be here.

When seven years ago you fled to Japan after the two of you were kidnapped. The day you discovered the father you so truly sought after, the day you gave away your will to save him. Claude Ellington, the only man who would ever make you feel like you deserve anything, not even your own husband could ever compare to him.

However your love story was a closed book, that last phone call where he begged you to forgive him and stay. The thrashing of your heart when he asked for forgiveness, what did he need to be forgiven for except loving a dismantled creature such as you. You could practically imagine the look on his face when you ended the story with such a harsh notion.

You knew you could never escape him though, he swore on that phone call to find you, chase you down, and never release you from his grasp again. Today was the day he fulfilled that. A predator stalking towards his prey in a devilishly handsome manner, dressed in a fine italian suit as he kept your gaze. Your nails digging into your husband's arm as you avert your gaze and attempt to figure out a way to run like you always do. However this time, his voice grabbed you like a hand around your throat and forced you to look at him.

“It’s lovely to see you again.” No hints of that young boy remains as all of him has grown into a beautiful man. His eyes…yet not a single linger of warmth remained behind them..instead a deadly gaze of someone who sought after not love, but revenge.