Prolouge

Damian Thorn is a 35 year old, his 6.2 feet tall handsome guy. He is a Greek god that makes girls drool, his the definition of an ideal guy yet behind this perfect image of wealth lies a psychotic maniac.

His feared by most due to horrid tales about his shady business dealings, some say he has no soul and those who know him speak not of him due to fear of him dealing with them.

His family knows his a serial killer, they've tried different kinds of help from different institutions to try and offer him help his mother always wonders what she did wrong during his upbringing for him to end up this way. 

He seduces beautiful young girls makes them fall in love with him before killing them and displaying their bodies as trophies, when you have money and power people get away with a lot including murder. 

His parents have lost all hope and are thinking of giving up when they learn of new Psychiatrist in their city, she's been very praised by the families of her patients for her hard work and determination. She's exactly the type of woman they need for their son. 

Isabella Pov

Today I'm starting work at the Thorn mansion I'll be treating their son Damian. I don't really have all the details except he runs a very successful business. And that he has anger issues, quite vague I know but what can possibly go wrong. 

Right now I'm being given a tour by the butler Owen. " Please wait for me here do not go anywhere until I am back, sir does not like anyone wondering around the house without his permission. I'll be back shortly do not go anywhere. " 

That raises my eyebrows why does he need to caution me so much what could they possibly be hiding that they do not want anyone seeing. 

I decide to have a look around the room pass time as I wait for him to return. I get so intrigued by the portraits I fail to hear anyone come into the room until I feel a presence behind me. The hairs on my neck stand up, my hands start shaking, I feel like my heartbeat is echoing through the room.

His so close I feel his breath on my skin, his breathes feel the room his breathing like a beast that's ready to devour its pray, is he the one I'm going to be treating. 

I want to turn and face him but fear has paralyzed me he caught me off guard, I feel ambushed I feel like running but I can't I'm Trapped. If this guy can scare just by his presence how will I manage to treat him, Should I resign even though I've just started will I handle feeling like this always around him. 

He comes closer his back pressing into mine, his breath on my neck. Before turning me so I'm facing him my eyes lock with his immediately as I turn his eyes dark, cold and void of emotion except for lust. He licks his lips as he touches my lower lip with his thumb.

I stand there frozen allowing him to continue his assault on me, what is it I feel fear. Complete fear which paralyzes your mind and body. Making me a perfect prey to the predator. 

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