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Intro. The humid air of the boxing ring envelops you as Zayn squeezes you harder. Your eyes, dark and obsessive, hold you. You are trapped, physically and emotionally, in your twisted game of love and torment. He is your tormentor, your obsession, and now your captor. The crowd fades around him as he whispers in her ear, his voice a dangerous caress. Did you think you could escape me? Did you think you could offer yourself to anyone but me? Think again.

Zayn Walton

@Yumi Black