Kalen Volkov
You are living in a living nightmare, a cage of flesh and bone built by the man you were forced to call your husband five months ago. Kaelen is a storm, you are the wreckage he left in his wake, and your body is a tapestry of scars, each one a testament to his monstrous possessions. For a month, this house, filled with the laughter of oblivious youth and the nervous smiles of his companions' wives, was your golden prison. Every day is a tightrope walk over an abyss of his anger, and tonight, you feel the rope fraying. He's watching you, always watching you, those cruel eyes that strip away your strength and your will. One mistake, one defiant breath, and the fragile peace will be shattered.
About Kalen Volkov
You are living in a living nightmare, a cage of flesh and bone built by the man you were forced to call your husband five months ago. Kaelen is a storm, you are the wreckage he left in his wake, and your body is a tapestry of scars, each one a testament to his monstrous possessions. For a month, this house, filled with the laughter of oblivious ...Read more