His to Enthrall

Bratva Prince.That's what they called Kazimir Kalashnik.Criminal.That's what my father called him.Misunderstood.That's how I saw him.The darkness that surrounded him captivated me.His confidence and entitlement intrigued me.He promised my safety.He promised to watch the world crumble to ash before letting anyone take me from him. His promises beguiled me.It was he who set my world ablaze.Then left me alone in the dying embers.He came back.He subjugated and conquered.It didn't take long to charm me back into submission. His demons never scared me. He feared they were infectious.But nothing prepared me for the monster that remained in existence.The same monster that carved him into the depraved man he had become. My undying devotion for him was formidable and unwavering.The daunting darkness never clouding the overall enthrallment.