“You will never understand me. I live for this. This is the sex I lust for, this is the water I crave to drink. My blood doesn’t pump with oxygen and iron, it pumps with hunger for pain and terror. You want to know me. You want to possess me. Possess my mind and my secrets.” His eyes were black, pupils fully dilated, like they had swallowed the world. “You don’t know what it is to possess another man. To own his life and his death. You play in the shadows, thinking you know what I mean when I say what I say. You will never understand me as long as you live.”
