He wouldn't take no for an answer, and I let him consume me. Arrogant, confident, controlling, demanding ... intense. When he entered my life, I was finally healing after having barely survived the men of my past. My soul sisters told me to take a chance. To let someone in. I let him in, and he surrounded me with a light so bright I was blinded by the truth... Men don't ruin women. They devour them in every way that counts. I'm a magnet for evil and controlling men. Chase, my big business tycoon and love of my life, thinks he can protect me...he can't. No one can. It became clear far too late how serious my stalker was, that his threats weren't idle. He proved more than once that he would do what it takes, that there were no stakes too high to his sick and twisted games and delusions of worship. We should have been better prepared. The roses, images, lingerie soaked in his seed, even his calling card written in blood didn't penetrate. I had faith that my love could make it go away, that eventually he'd be caught. I was wrong. I was a dead woman. I'd finally had a glimpse of true love, admiration, and the kind of devotion only your soulmate, your other half, could provide...until it was physically ripped away. Taken. My stalker had me, and there was little hope I'd be found. I knew Chase would use all his money and resources to search the ends of the Earth for me, but I knew the monster I was dealing with. Years of looking into the eyes of pure evil gave me the unique experience to know that my situation was dire. If Chase didn't find me soon, I'd be gone forever.