The beautiful black-haired maiden, Luna, trembled as she was pinned to the cold, hard ground by her captor. His steel-like grip on her delicate wrists felt like an iron fist clutching at her very soul. His calloused touch sent shivers down her spine, and his menacing gaze burned into her like hot coals.
Despite her terror, Luna could feel her body respond to his overwhelming presence. Her heart raced wildly in her chest as she felt his warm breath against her neck. She could taste the adrenaline coursing through her veins, and it ignited something deep within her.
"You've tried to escape before," he growled, his voice low and rough. "But not this time."
Suddenly, he lowered his head and captured her lips in a rough, demanding But not this time.
