I never asked to have her, but now she'll have to beg me to let her go.

All I wanted was to be left alone, to be free from the past that tried to consume me.

Until I found her beaten and left for dead in my woods.

I never expected to see a young girl curled up in the brush, covered in dirt and bruises. She was so innocent and helpless.

So I brought her home, I helped her, I took care of her. . .

I saved her.

When the dirt came off I saw nothing but woman. Her figure was full and needy, her lush lips were tempting and ready to taste my c**k.

Everything about her made me want her for myself.

And when she told me she was a virgin, that was enough to seal her fate.

I knew what she wanted and I was ready to give it to her.

But the world was looking for this lost girl, she had a family that wanted her back.

Even if I had the soul to do what was right, my heart wouldn't let me. She became mine the moment I cradled her in my arms.

And I didn't plan on that ever changing.

Why should I let go of something that was mine?