Pound of Flesh

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A beast has just kicked down my front door. He's massive, scarred, just out of prison and refuses to budge. Unless I go with him. He's made it clear what he wants-my untouched body beneath his giant, damaged one. If I run, he'll hunt me down and take it. But when he slips and shows me his desperation... I'm no longer sure whether I want to run to him or away from him.