He knew where to find me. He came and… bought me. He paid dearly, just to get revenge on my father. I wanted only freedom—to escape and start a new life. But my soul was stolen by the Devil, and my heart started beating only near him. And I wanted more. Love? Could he give it to me? The price didn’t matter when I saw him. She will be mine. I searched for a long time for a way to punish the one who stole my life—who destroyed it from the ground up, leaving nothing behind. And now she is in my hands… in my arms… in bed. My drug, the thing that’s slowly driving me insane. Did he love? Never. My heart has lost forever the ability to feel that way.