Captive's Kiss

I was taken. Bound. Forced to learn the language of survival.Blindfolds. Rules. A voice that teaches me colors instead of mercy.Green means continue. Yellow means slow. Red means everything stops.I thought it was a game.It isn't.Inside a place where control is currency and danger watches from every corner, survival depends on choice—when to resist, when to comply, and when to stop. And then there ...