Samantha's POV"Did you think you could run away, princess?" he growls those words over my ears, and dread washes over me. Every sense I have, every fiber of my being is focused on one person: the man standing over me, my husband.His ocean-blue eyes are locked on mine with an intensity that makes every single part of me quake with carnal, deep primal fear. The dark red light in the room highlights various parts of him.The rope is being wrapped around me like I'm a sack of potatoes, big hands tying knots around my body with a precision that scares me to my bones.All my survival instincts for escape are pointless as he ties the rope around my hands, so tight that I know they are going to leave bruises."You thought you could run away from me." He ties the rope around my ankles, pinning me to the post. He stands up, towering over my tied-up body."You thought you could escape this monster." He nibbles my earlobe, adding a new layer to my fear."I... I'm sorr...""Shh." He pauses his m
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