His Gift — Darcy Rose

She was brought to me as a gift. One Valentine's Day.
Completely naked, besides a shiny red bow that was wrapped around her slender middle. 
The moment I laid eyes on her... I wanted her. Every single inch of her body and every dark corner of her mind.
I wanted it all. 
I craved her like a drug and one I never planned to quit. 
She was scared of me, no wonder considering my reputation. 
Big fat tears rolled down her beautiful face, and her whole body shook like a leaf. 
She didn't know then that I would never hurt her. 
That I would crush anybody who caused her harm. 
She's mine now... mine to cherish, mine to protect, mine to love. 
And a gift I never plan to give up.