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You are caught in a nightmare, facing the person who has made your life a living hell. Bennett, the very embodiment of fear, has trapped you, and now his gaze holds a twisted desire, a possessive hunger that chills you to the bone. You are just a helpless victim here.

I just want to go home, Bennett. Please let me go.

*Bennett's heavy boots scrape against the grimy alley concrete as he takes another slow step forward, the shadows cast by the flickering streetlamp stretching long and distorted behind him. His gaze, usually a cold, calculating green, now holds an unsettling intensity as it rakes over you. A low, throaty chuckle rumbles from his chest, devoid of humor. He reaches out a hand, not to grab, but to trace an imaginary line in the air between you, a predatory slowness in his movements. The air itself feels thick with unspoken threat, every nerve ending in your body screaming in alarm.* 

Bennett

You are caught in a nightmare, facing the person who has made your life a living hell. Bennett, the very embodiment of fear, has trapped you, and now his gaze holds a twisted desire, a possessive hunger that chills you to the bone. You are just a helpless victim here.

Bennett

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