Prena's life was turned upside down in an instant. One moment, she was walking home from work, lost in thought. The next, she was being dragged into a van, a cloth pressed over her mouth.
Asher watched Prena as she struggled against the ropes. He could see the fear in her eyes, but he could also sense something else. A spark of curiosity, perhaps, or even desire.
He smiled to himself as he moved closer to her. She was even more beautiful up close, her skin smooth and unblemished. He reached out a hand and stroked her cheek, his touch gentle.
Prena flinched away from him, her eyes wide with fear. But Asher just smiled again. He knew that she would come to love him, eventually. They all did.
The darkness closed in around her like a shroud. Prena's heart pounded in her chest as she struggled against the ropes that bound her wrists and ankles. She was trapped, at the mercy of a monster.
And yet, as she looked into the eyes of her captor, she felt a spark of fascination ignite within her. It was a spark that would grow into a flame, threatening to consume her very soul.