1 CHAPTER 1

His chest glistened with water droplets dribbling down the glowing bronze skin. Resting, his strong muscular back against the rocks on the lake side, head lulled backwards, onyx eyes closed in utter salvation.

"Your spying on me is utterly useless young tulip." Ink eyes opened, resting upon my little frame making me freeze.

"What are you thinking? You have got this one chance....run away." He offered his eyes watching my each and every movement like a hawk.

"I am a prisoner sire, I have heard stories....tales of how war prisoners are mercilessly butchered if they are caught and I can't afford to die....not yet...I have someone to feed and I will do anything for them."

"Anything?" He asked in eerily calm voice. I nodded slowly a lump forming in my throat as my eyes glistened with tears with the scenes of men using my eighteen year body flashed infront of me making me tremble.