Capture — 1:
One day, I’m cooking dinner for my brothers and dreaming about going off to college. I’m a good girl, protected by the family. After all, my dad is a big mob boss in New Orleans.
The next day, I’m stuffed into the back of an SUV against my will. Kidnapped. Shaking with fear. I try to run, try to escape… but I don’t realize that I am just a pawn.
I don’t see the larger picture, or the shadowed man pulling the strings.
I don’t realize that he is going to capture me. Or that I will be lost from the first moment I look into his eyes…
Control — 2:
I wake up terrified, humiliated, and chained to a wall.
The shackles around my wrists mean only one thing.
He owns me now. With his dark glares and barked orders, he is dangerous.
He is my tormentor, my captor, a threat to my very existence. Not to be toyed with.
Even if my frightened mind whispers maybe…
Even if I am very curious how such a man came to be.
I am still his dark and twisted pet, to cherish or to scorn.
And I am starting to love the darkness…
Covet — 3:
No one is coming to save me. I am his Fiore now, his flower.
To do with as he wishes. And he wants everything.
Monster wants my tears, my screams of pleasure, my shudders of fear.
In return, he also brings me these moments of startling clarity.
I know who I think I am. I know who he says I am.
I feel I’m somewhere between, lost in an ocean of pain.
When he trots out my brother with a wide smile, I’m forced to choose between them.
It’s a simple choice: the only family I have left, or the Monster I’m increasingly drawn to?
Cherish — 4:
Something has shifted and changed in me.
I have left Katherine behind, and stepped fully into the blossom of Fiore.
But while I am undergoing that transformation, Monster too senses a sea change within.
He’s violent and moody and… he seems to care about what happens to me.
It is unthinkable, but maybe the fragile bond between us has grown into something more.
Something dark and glittering and provocative. Profound and emotional.
I know that this wasn’t his plan. I know that he hates that I might have power over him.
But I hope that the delicate thing between us grows.
Even if I don’t know where it might lead either of us.
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