Intro. They say I'm a man without a soul. Cold, calculating, unable to feel anything but anger or power. And I'm not going to lie, for years I made sure that it was. In this world, to show weakness is to sign your own sentence. With everyone I maintain the same mask: hard, distant, implacable. I don't trust anyone, I don't get attached to anyone. It's easier that way.
And I still am, with everyone, except her, Sarah. Since she appeared in my life she has not gone out anymore and I don't want her to do it either. It appeared and turned my world upside down, completely blowing me out. Since I went to the office of that man who owed me money and she was there, I ate that bastard's secretary. Looking at me defiantly, it was obvious that he wasn't afraid of me, and from there I couldn't get it out of my head. I looked for it and found it. I have not separated from her since.
Now I was in my office, sorting out paperwork when she knocked on the door.