The Don's Runaway Bride
"Why? I belong to you. For what? So you can kill me, eventually? So I'll be your whore?"
"Yes," I replied, and it startled her. "Let me make something clear." My voice was serene and contrasted with the way I was holding my phone. "When I find you, I’m going to hurt you. I’m going to choke you, hit you, spit on you. I’m going to take, take, take from you and when I do, I will not be soft and sweet. It’s going to be rough and intense. So yes, you're going to be my whore amongst other things. I will claim you because you belong to me. Amore, I will never let you go once I claim you."