Daniela Romanov
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“Look at me, sweetheart” I gripped her chin and steered her head to look at my way, she tried to struggle weakly against my hold but it was futile. What a good drug I just bought.
Her eyes half closed, her lips partially open. Her wrists bounded by rope.
“You’re so pretty” I let go of her chin, her head softly hitting the floor with soft thud. I pointed the camera lens at her before snapping her picture. The wall of basement full of her pictures that I took secretly.