I'm not a murderer, but fury will make you do irrational things. I need my vengeance. Therefore, she must die. But revenge is bittersweet when desire overpowers your reason. She threatens everything. I don’t want to feel human again, and that’s how she makes me feel. She calls me SIN, and she will feel my WRATH.
Pleasure. Passion. Lust.
Those were all foreign to me. I needed something more. But when I met him, I got more than I bargained for. I’m sick with desire for my keeper. He’s a mystery—an enigma. His agony is evident in every painful touch. I want to rescue him, but I must save myself first. I call him SIN, and he’s the epitome of LUST.