Yeah, like I have any experience. Smut writing is my coping mechanism.

But he's such a pretty psycho. It worked quite well, actually, imo. She appealed to some unknown gentlemanly side in him, though I don't remember how that happened. Now I want to watch that movie again and I don't have it here. *sniff* It was in the suitcase and then it wasn't. The pretty is powerful. You could classify that under Stockholm Syndrome methinks, which as you can see, I haven't done. Yet.