I was never supposed to see his face. Now he'll never let me go. I took a wrong turn down a dark alley, and suddenly I'm witnessing something I shouldn't. Ezra Voss should have killed me. That's what men like him do to witnesses. Instead, he threw me in his car and drove me to a house in the middle of nowhere. Now I'm his prisoner. His problem. His... obsession. He watches me constantly. Learns my habits, my fears, my secrets. He says he's keeping me safe. But the way he looks at me doesn't feel like safety. It feels like hunger. He says I can leave when the danger passes. We both know he's lying. Tropes: captor/captive • forced proximity • protector • he'll burn the world for her • she humanizes the monster