About the book: year / One-volume. NOT BDSM My entire existence is an escape. I refuse relationships, constancy, any attachments that can bind me, keep me in place. The fear of being locked up, of no longer belonging to oneself, drives one further and further away from everything that is familiar. Someday I will stop running, stop to meet my pursuers face to face... One day, I will be able to overcome my demons, but that time has not come yet. And now...I am struggling with the desire to belong to a man with wild eyes, to allow him to possess my body, soul. How long can I resist his passion? Should you abandon it or surrender to its power? And why does it seem to me that he is not just a random stranger??