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From the moment I spotted him on the side of the road, I knew he was trouble.


Now I'm kneeling at the mercy of a masked devil with my boyfriend's blood on my hands.


He tells me to call him Saint because he saved me... that I should be thankful he spared me a worse fate.


I'm tempted to fight him or bargain. But when Saint tells me to run, a twisted part of me wonders if he'll chase.

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