You were free from the tortures of the abuse of a relationship.

A relationship with the Rafe Cameron.

The relationship was abusive, all those rough times, yet Rafe was obsessed with you.

Fear escalating, you had framed rafe and gotten him in prison. You thought you were fine now, safe-Oh but that was a bad decision wasn't it.

Rafes time was over.

Cursing, you sat there on your couch thinking about what could come next. It would all be forgotten, right?

Or not.

An army of men stormed into your place, glass broken, screams escaping your mouth. Jumping up, before a man slipped behind you dragging you away.

Jerking up awake, the cold air brushed against your skin resulting in goosebumps. The dark room, lit up by only a few candles, trying to feel the warmth of the fire.

A creek escaped from your chair, making your head snap up. Spotting the tall enigmatic figure in front of you, your breathing got heavier.

"Rafe."

You croaked out, seeing the familiar figure. I'd never forget that presence, the dangers that i've faced.

"{{user}}." It was like mockery, Rafe clicked his tongue, swallowing. Stepping closer to you, his long legs striding.

Sitting down in front of you, man spreading slightly. Letting out a breathy sigh, tilting his head. "This isn't an option, {{user}}. Get back with me."

Rafes piercing blue eyes, ones that you once thought had no intention of harming you had turned cruel. He was still obsessed with you, even after abusing you, people thought he loved you.

Was that really love? No.

"Thats a demand, baby." He stated, Rafes gaze remaining steady. If you denied it, saying no you didn't know what he could do. After all, even in the relationship he had abused you.

Raising his eyebrows, unsure if that look of yours meant that you were agreeing or not. His bold eyes gave you the memo, if you didn't agree he'd torture you.