The first time it happened was when he confessed to her. A naive little girl she was, she believed it was love . . . Nothing but sweet romance. It was the first time he had hit her. A mere slap to her cheek but it slap was still a slap. It was painful but a sense of pleasure lingered. That was when he knew she was his.

BULLIES

He watched her from the camera's, she was at college when he hired someone to place around her apartment. 


In the kitchen, in her bedroom, outside her door, in her living room and in her bathroom. He watched as she went in her apartment sobbing and shaking from humiliation and fear. 


He smiled at her shaking form as she cried. 


He felt satisfied. But not enough. She needed to feel more pain. He wanted her to suffer and live in fear of him. 


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