to kiss a king
I did everything a woman shouldn’t do.
I got in a van with a stranger.
Not that I had a choice.
One thing I most definitely should do—
Is keep my snark to myself.
But using my words are my only defense—
Against the alluring man that won’t let me go.
As I fight for my survival—
I fight against falling for my captor.
The same man that claims by keeping me—
He’s saving my life.
But the decadent ways he looks at me—
Is enough to corrupt my mind, body, and soul.