There is blood there is pain and there is him. These are the first things I register when I wake up the loan Survivor in an Alaskan plane crash he carries me to safety over rough rain and brings me to his cabin in the woods. He has no name or none. He will tell me as snow creeps across the harsh and isolated landscape. He’s my only company I protector my caretake, fascinating enigma with mysterious eyes, general hands, and a rough voice that demands more from me than I ever expected to give up stories different names for him, depending on his mood because I know nothing about him, except that he is my only connection to the real world. I want to return to, so I worked him, and I start to crave him and every touch of his dominating body, he has saved me from the cold from death, but in taking me will he destroy me?