Everyone seems to think Dr. Marcus Preston is nothing but an attractive, charming and helpful therapist. Why am I the only one who sees the pure darkness in him?
"The problem is that those women broke at some point and then they become boring to me. No more humor, no challenge or resistance. Tedious."
Icy panic crept through my stomach. He was insane. Absolutely insane and I was helplessly at his mercy. Nobody knew where I was, and most certainly nobody would suspect the esteemed doctor or that he could have anything to do with my disappearance.
Everyone would think that I had run away.
My gaze slid back to the cuff tied around my ankle. The leather was thick and heavy, and had been secured with a padlock.
It didn't surprise me that he was organized and methodical in everything he did. After all, I had not heard one rumor or even a single bad word about him. Nobody seemed to know about his little hobby.
This dark, depraved, and twisted romance is safe, with no cheating, and a guaranteed HEA.
