I want her dead, but for a woman like her there is a far worse fate: She may hate me. She will still be mine. I awoke in hell. I don't know who I was before, or where I came from. If I ever knew anything but darkness and pain. What I am now is a machine. A weapon, whose every breath is controlled by the technology fused with my very DNA. Bound in eternal servitude. She did this. Doctor Adelaide Thompson made me into the perfect soldier. A protector, incapable of doing her harm. But all I fantasize about is my hands around her throat. Her soft, pink lips gasping for air, and the drum of her pulse under my palms. I hate her. I want her. And I am the only one who can save her life. She won't like the price...
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