Chapter 7
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I feel her so deeply, so violently, that the ache in my chest screams for release. It’s a hunger that claws and rips at me, a yearning so profound it threatens to break me apart, piece by piece. My thoughts of her are like wild, untamed flames licking at my soul, relentless and insatiable.
She’s a vision, a temptation—an obsession too fierce to be ignored, and a beauty so piercing it cuts through my every thought. I want to strip away all she knows, to reveal her to me and only me, to make her my own in every sense. I would do it brutally, without hesitation, for in the violence of my desire, there is something sacred. The hunger that churns in my stomach demands nothing less than to claim her completely, to erase every other thought from her mind but mine.
I have watched her, over and over, until my heart aches and my blood burns with the need to consume. I still see her in my dreams, her silhouette spinning like a goddess of flame, her every movement a spell that wraps itself around me. When she danced—oh, how she danced—it was not just her body moving, but her very soul, pulling me deeper and binding me with cords too tight to ever unravel.
The night I first laid eyes on her, something inside me shifted and something raw and primal awakened. It was as if the earth itself had parted just enough for me to glimpse the fire she carries within, a fire I never want to extinguish. The more I see her, the more I crave.
She is no longer just a woman. She is a force. A sickness that invades my thoughts and fills the empty spaces of my soul. And her name—Odessa—echoes through my mind like a chant, a dark prayer I whisper under my breath in the quiet moments of the night.
My darling, my Odessa, you are the ache I cannot soothe, the storm I cannot escape. And the more I want, the more I need, the more I will do to possess.