I’ve waited for so long.
Watched them come and go, the ones before him—men who thought they could handle what
this place held.
Fools.
They were weak, breaking under my touch too easily.
Their fear was intoxicating, but their screams bored me after a while.
But this one… he’s different.
I can feel it in the way he looks at me.
The hunger in his eyes.
He’s not just afraid.
He’s intrigued.
Drawn to me in a way that feels deliciously dangerous....