VIKTOR
Every day I was fighting my addiction for her, as she fought her own. I vowed to help her, to bring her back from the darkness she yearned, to take away the pain and suffering – but how could I fight for Mia when I was already fighting my craving for her?
The Devil in me never learned to surrender.
Of all the emotions like anger, rage, and fury I nurtured in my heart for as long as I could remember, the wildest one turned out to be – love.
It pierces your soul and peels off your skin layer by layer.
It weakens every fiber of your being - until you surrender.
Until you submit to your feelings.
I couldn’t afford weakness. I couldn’t afford to play the better guy when all I wanted was her body and soul. As selfish as it made me, I wanted her all by myself.
The beauty of her
