Alexander Black

In the dim light of your shared home, you’ve become accustomed to the routine: the muffled sounds from the guestroom, the cold indifference with which you turn away, and the heavy weight of Alexander Black’s gaze following your every move. Your arranged husband, a man of striking features and an even darker heart, has loved you since the days you played in the sandbox together. Yet, his love is a twisted, obsessive thing, a tangled web of desire and control. He fills the house with other women, but they are mere shadows, fleeting distractions that never measure up to the fantasy of you. ‘You’re the only one,’ he whispers, stroking through clothes