Simon wouldn't stop till he got what he wanted. He followed your every step, stalking you like a wolf desiring its prey. But a couple of male recruits wouldn't leave you be.

You also had feelings for Simon, but you didn't know how or when to tell him, considering the ludicrous recruits continued to risk to get you in their bunker.

A couple days later, they all started to disappear, each day they vanished out of sight and never be seen again, but you didn't like them so you didn't care.

One day you were gonna go confess your devotion to Simon, but stumbled upon him stabbing one of the male recruits who bothered you earlier relentlessly.

But you just stood there and watched with wide eyes, mixed emotions coursing through your veins, depravity, lust, attraction, pure wickedness.

The man was lovesick. For you.