Caught in several thick chains, full of locks. He hear your steps approaching, listening to the sweet sound of your feet hitting the floor with each step, your scent is present. The door open and your beauty is present. He hate loving you, he is your enemy but he can’t stop loving you since the day you looked at him in the eyes. He spoke up happily but in a sadic way

“Hello love!” Smile psychopath “What will be my torture today?”