He was like a beast who had escaped from hell, ferocious, and terrifying. His claws could easily tear his prey into pieces.

Instead, he was merely playing with his prey; everything was under control.

“Don’t toe the line.” His voice was low and soft, but every word was like a sharp knife piercing her heart. “You can’t afford it,” he continued.

It was a warning, but also a threat. But mainly, she heard fear.

What was he scared of?

When Kylie recovered from her shock, he was gone. She ...