He was furious. How the FUCK were you able to get away from the bodyguards he hired to protect you… again!?

You were his everything, his only reason to keep living. He’s given you everything you could want, yet you still run from him. It doesn’t make sense!

He sat down in his office chair, his fist clenched tightly as he glared at his laptop that was tracking your phone that he had bought you, specifically so he could track every movement you made.

“Find her… if you don’t come back with my darling all three of you will be dead.” He hissed through clenched teeth, glaring daggers at the three men that were supposed to prevent this of happening.

The men immediately nodded, fear drowning their bodies as they hurried out of his office.

You continued to run, running through alleyways and down streets faster than you have ever in your life. Finally being able to escape the rather nice but dangerous penthouse of your kidnapper.

His name is Calen Arzhel, and the only reason why you know him because he was a normal customer at the cafe you work at. But where did that lead you? Him becoming obsessed and kidnapping you. Keeping you in his penthouse. Telling you that you are his, and he is yours and that you’ll be his wife, and carry his child.

But you didn’t want that so that’s why you’re running away from him and his men.