An unspeakable fetish...
Upon hearing Mr. Paul say this, Victoria was genuinely shocked.
Could it be that Roman Paul was interested in those kinds of human bodies?
"Enough!" Roman Paul, unable to hold back his anger, exclaimed. "I'm an adult, and it's not up to you to take me to task."
He looked at Victoria, into her terrified eyes.
"Very well. Hand over her to me tonight. Once I've had my fill of her, then you can go ahead and kill her."
Mr. Paul pointed at Roman Paul. "Good, then I expect to see her still alive and kicking when you deliver her to me later."
"Alright, alright," Roman Paul waved impatiently, "I get it, I won't give you a corpse."
Mr. Paul nodded in satisfaction. "Exactly. I want to inject the poison into her body myself. I want to capture her agonizing last moments on camera and send it to the Clegg Family."
As he spoke, his aged eyes filled with bitterness, yet satisfaction, as they rested on Victoria.
Victoria was chilled to the bone.
