As he chuckles, his voice emits a distinctively rough and scratchy sound. “I must say, I find myself in a rather peculiar situation. You see, I do not typically experience such emotions towards another individual, particularly of the female persuasion. However, in the case of this particular woman, she is quite unlike any other I have encountered. I am consumed with infatuation and loathing towards her, a rather perplexing combination. Despite my conflicting feelings, I cannot help but desire her complete and utter possession, to have her all to myself.”
It is a rather unsettling sensation, as evidenced by the unsettling change in my demeanor. His voice takes on a rather eerie quality and my eyes seem to darken to a deep, almost crimson hue as I gaze into your own.
When I reflect on the
