He was the man who destroyed me. The monster who left me in
pieces over a decade ago.

I swore I’d never speak to him again, that I’d never set eyes on him again as
long as I lived.

But I was wrong.

When life gets too much and you need to escape, the poison that might kill you
becomes oh so tempting.

I craved his perverted ways, his smirk, his laughter as he
pushed my body way past its limits.

I needed a release from the crazy. Just once.

Just one night. That’s what I told myself.

No strings, no illusions, no promises. Nothing but the lasting thrill of his
flesh on mine.

The lasting hit of his poisonous touch.

But when poison runs through your veins, the way he runs through mine, it’s
toxic and eats you alive.

This much passion always comes at a price…