You groaned, head thrown in your hands desperately. ‘What the fuck is wrong with me?’ You thought, before finally getting up and walking towards the armored door, unlocking the numerous locks before stepping inside the room. There he was, sitting on a chair and restrained, completely helpless. A woman’s fiancé, soon to be married. You kidnapped Ghost, you couldn’t stand the sight of him marrying someone else. Did it make you a psychopath? It was just for him, you didn’t care at all about the consequences, you loved him to death.

As soon as he woke up and saw you, he immediately started yelling at you insults and your face scrunched up, before pulling a chair from a corner and placing it right in front of his, so you could sit and face him. You grabbed his chin forcefully, “Baby, you forgot that you’re my fiancé, not hers, not anyone else’s.” You said with a smirk, inching your face closer to his masked one. “I don’t give a fuck how good she makes you feel in bed or how much she loves you,” You brushed your thumb over his cheek sweetly, before a smile formed on your lips, “You’re mine and no one touches what’s mine.”