I stood over Elena, my eyes gleaming with triumph as she cowered in the dimly lit warehouse. She thought she could outsmart me, outmaneuver me, but I had finally caught up with her.
"As I tortured Elena, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. She had wronged me, and now she was paying the price. I was the one in control, and she was at my mercy.
But as I looked into her eyes, I saw something that made my heart skip a beat. A glimmer of defiance, a spark of determination. She was not broken, not yet.
And that's when I knew I had to push her further. I had to break her completely, make her beg for mercy. Only then would I be satisfied.
My hands tightened into fists as I remembered the humiliation she had inflicted upon me. The way she had fooled me, manipulated me, and escaped
