GINEVRA
I was sent to kill a monster.
Instead, I landed in his cage.
I was supposed to kill him.
Clean entry. Clean exit.
Instead, Lorenzo Marchetti looked at me once and decided I wasn’t leaving.
He took my weapons. My room. My freedom.
Then he started taking stranger things.
My routines.My silence.
The ugly parts of me I kept hidden because they were useful there and dangerous anywhere else.
He doesn’t touch me much.
That’s the problem.
He sits too close.
Looks too long.
Talks like he already knows what I’ll do before I do it.
Like my anger entertains him.
Like my refusal is part of the experience.
I still want to kill him.
I just don’t know anymore if I want him dead…
or if I want him looking at me exactly like this forever.
LORENZO
People think captivity begins with locked doors.
Amateurs.
Locked doors create panic.
Routine creates attachment.
I feed her.
I irritate her.
I leave enough space for her to remember she can walk away.
Then I watch her stay.
Ginevra thinks she’s resisting me because she still argues.
Cute.
I don’t want obedience.
I want the moment she realizes nobody has ever looked at her and seen anything except utility…
until me.
Then she’ll hate me properly.
Because she’ll know exactly what I did.
I don’t want obedience.
I want obsession.
This is the first book in the Kept in His Empire Series. Reading order: Kept for Sin, Kept For Blood, Kept For Eternity