AN: Hey guys! Long time no see right? I'm so sorry for the absence, but family and school issues, along with a move just made everything a bit too difficult to concentrate on. However, my return to writing is long overdue! You may notice I've found a new couple to obsessively write about, but that doesn't mean my other fics will be neglected; I will be returning to them in one way or another!

Give this prologue and the first chapter a try, I'm working on a new angle here and its challenging. As ever leave a review and let me know what you think! Updated will be regular, I'll let you all know my schedule in the next couple of chapters, so stay tuned! Much Love, Elle xx

Disclaimer: I do not own anything to do with Once Upon A Time etc. However the plot and writing development of this story is entirely my own. Enjoy!

Prologue

Its intoxicating, his very presence. He can make you laugh with the hint of a smile, make you snarl with the raise of an eyebrow, he's godlike. It's not an obsession, not at all. It's just an undeniable, unforgiving pull; an unstoppable force. It's an attraction you can only feel with him. The way his eyes can pull the very life from your soul with a single green flecked smoulder. His lips can create a symphony of insulting remarks in one instant and make you feel like the most adored woman on the earth in the next. He is the hardest person to love, and an even harder person to be loved by. He's irrational, possessive and controlling; He is addictive, enticing, irresistible. I adore him with my very being, yet I hate him more than words can say. We are toxic, disastrous, doomed. But the attraction between us is electric, the strongest thing I've ever felt. It surpasses all logic and reason, but I guess that's what makes it the most beautiful, deadly form of lust.

Our relationship, a tasteless label but a label nonetheless, is one that surpasses years of turmoil, anger, lust, horror and bliss. I suppose it would be a bit confusing if I were to tell you all this now, you do not know the past, you don't even really know the present; Heaven knows if either of us could even begin to understand it. But I might as well try to muddle through it, sort it into a simpler, smaller pile of unanswered questions. So, I'll start from the beginning.