SAMSON WON’T RELENT UNTIL I GIVE HIM WHAT HE WANTS: A BABY.
He owned me from the very beginning.
With his eyes, his lips, his brutal hands.
I couldn’t say no.
And I didn’t want to.
What I wanted was more of him, all of him.
And he made sure I got it.
But I didn’t know back then who he was.
Or rather, WHAT he was.
Samson wasn’t just a random man.
He was a cold-blooded killer.
And somehow, he’s the only thing keeping me alive.
If I want to stay in one piece, I have to do EXACTLY as he says.
Go where he commands.
Give him what he needs.
But Samson’s protection comes at a price.
A steep one.
And by the end of all this, I’ll have a killer’s baby in my womb.