Sold to the devil. Volkova Olga

He knew where to find me. He came and... bought. I paid expensive only to take revenge on my father. I only wanted freedom. To escape and start a new life. But my soul was stolen by the devil, and my heart began to fight only next to him. And I desired more. Love? But could he give it to me? The price did not matter when I saw it. She will be mine. For a long time I was looking for a way to punish the one who stole my life. He destroyed it to the ground, leaving nothing after himself. And now she is in my hands... in the arms... in bed. My drug, from which I gradually go crazy. Loved? Never. My heart has forever lost the ability to this feeling.