Banded Prison
My life had always been solitary, my homes transient. People came and went. An insatiable thirst hadn’t helped, leading to years of blackout benders and spicy hookups. Sobriety and monogamy changed it all for a time, until another loss had me alone once again.
Then came a call I never expected, one that promised a family estate from a broken lineage. A property. A business. Too much to pass up. So I moved another time, signed a deed in blood, and soon found out the life and men I longed for were bound to the warden of a paranormal prison I now owned.
