My name’s Rune. It’s a Scandinavian name which means “secret”. Women find it intriguing because they associate it with folklore and mystery. They are drawn to me like flies to honey.
I take advantage of their infatuations and frivolous attentions. They are foolish, lonely and gullible women who lap up my declarations of love. Some are widowed, others are engaged, and others are unattached while others are married. It doesn’t matter who they are, they all believe in my love and fidelity.
Then, something unforeseen happens. One by one, they vow that they shall ruin me.
This was written for the Weekend Writing Prompt by Sammi Cox. For instructions, click Here.