He is so close that I am afraid to take a breath. I even stopped crying. Blue eyes, mesmerizing with their depth... with their crystal coldness... His gaze fell on my lips and never left them. I peered into his face as if enchanted. completely unaware of how the minutes pass. “Your lips are completely dry,” he said, continuing to look at them. I swallowed. The brunette suddenly leaned over and ran his warm tongue over my lips. ***Everyone thinks that she is dead, but after Eleven months later she escapes from the killers and returns home. She is the only witness, the surviving girl. The relationship with one of her captors develops every day of her captivity. She cannot understand his actions. Is it possible to understand a psycho, a murderer? Mental disorder is not the worst thing that haunts her...

The text contains: a powerful hero, kidnapping, age difference Limit: 18+