I used to believe in fairy tales.
And then I met him.
They call him the beast. Shadows danced under his cold eyes, but all I saw was his fire.
He pressed me up against the walls of his castle, and growled against my neck that I belonged to him. He made a dark flower bloom inside me, awakening a hunger that I didn’t even know existed.
I gave myself to him. I let him dominate every inch of me. I let him hold my heart and see every corner of my soul.
When it was his turn to do the same, it all went dark.
I get a peek into his real world for the first time—a world of ruthless criminals and savage animals.
His baby grows inside me as long-hidden secrets start to unravel—each of them bigger than the last. Real intentions surface. I discover that everything I once believed to be true is really a lie.
There are no such things as fairy tales.
And only time will tell if I dodged a bullet or made the biggest mistake of my life.