Desiree
I get a weird text from Giuseppe a few minutes after our date.
Come to this address as soon as possible.
So I do. It sounds like an emergency. I whip around, following the GPS. I look at the small house.
It looks familiar. I park the car, knocking the door.
"Giuseppe, I'm here," I pant.
The door opens. He smiles, taking my hand, pulling my hand.
"Come in," He pulls me inside, locking the door.
I swallow, an ominous feeling settling over me. His eyes...there's something. Off about them.
"I—I didn't wanna be this guy. But he—he forced me to. You'll understand won't you?"
He smiles at me. I nod cautiously. "Yeah, I'm sure I will."
He kisses my head. "I knew you would. Come with me, I have to show you something."
He takes my hand, his grip rather tight. He takes me down som
