"I delight to hold her close; the pungent smell of her rotting flesh is the only negative."
I loved her eyes. From the day I first met her they beguiled me - infinite depths of golden flecked green. Captivating. Rare. Unfortunate. Her impassive facade painted over her features, that confused me. Her nonchalant attitude, it animated me. Everything about her was flawless. Breathtaking. I wanted her. I needed her. An overwhelming, insatiable thirst awakened inside...
...The puppet master shall claim his prize.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
The Puppet Master
HororThis contains some scenes of graphic injury and death. Do not read if you have a problem with that.
