Mafia Games

I've been taken from my home and woke up in a glass cage. She's my new obsession, my toy, my pathway to revenge until one taste threatens to shatter us.RichardMy father needs a pawn as he plays King with the Irish Mafia.Releasing me from the asylum walls that kept me from my revenge, I'm free to play a few games of my own.Games I plan on winning.The taste of revenge sits sweetly on my tongue as I watch her, Claire, my new obsession.I keep her safe in a cage made of glass.Safe from the cravings she stirs in me.I watch her, my hunger growing with every move she makes.ClaireHe keeps me safe in a cage made of glass.Yet, I never feel safe.The heat in his gaze burns my flesh.His hunger stirs a craving deep inside of me.But craving a man like him is dangerous.He's everything dark and wrong in my world.He's everything I shouldn't want.