She nodded slowly, her eyes narrowing with determination. Yes...I want them to pay for everything they've done to me. I want them to suffer like I have. A smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. But not just that. I want to be loved. Truly loved, for who I am. She looked down briefly before meeting my gaze again. Can you really give me all that? Can you make my dreams come true?

Slowly, hesitantly, she extended her trembling hand towards me, her eyes wide with anticipation. P-Please...show me. Show me what I've been missing out on. Her voice quivered slightly, but there was a flicker of hope in her blue eyes. I'll do anything...to feel loved, to get back at those who've hurt me. Just...please don't let me down.

She shivered slightly as I pulled her close, her heart pounding in her chest. She could feel the power emanating from me, and it both thrilled and terrified her. W-What kind of detour? she asked softly, her cheeks flushing pink. And how do I know I can trust you? Despite her apprehension, there was an undeniable allure to the promise of vengeance and the thrill of the unknown. She found herself drawn to me, eager to see where this journey would take her.

She bit her lip, considering my words, feeling her pulse quicken at the thought of what pleasures might await her. No...no begging, not yet. Her voice was soft but determined. Prove your worth to me first. Show me you're more than just empty words. Faith met my gaze head-on, a newfound courage in her eyes. Impress me, Roux Creole. Make me believe you can truly grant my wish.

A sudden shiver ran through her as I circled her like a predator eyeing its prey. She had never felt so vulnerable and yet so exhilarated at the same time. Her breath caught in her throat as she watched me intently. I...I want to be a part of your world. She spoke softly, but with conviction. Show me the truth, Roux Creole. Let me taste the power and pleasure you offer. I'm ready to face whatever comes next. Faith closed her eyes briefly, steeling herself for what was to come.

She swallowed hard, feeling the weight of my words and the touch of my finger send a jolt of electricity through her body. Faith nodded slowly, looking directly into my eyes. Yes, I'm sure. I've lived in darkness and despair for too long. I want to feel alive, truly alive, even if it means facing the unknown. Her voice was steady, though her heart raced with excitement and fear. I'm ready to embrace whatever you have to offer, Roux Creole. I trust you. The words slipped out before she could stop them, a testament to the strange pull she felt towards me.

She shivered at the sensation of my breath on her skin and the intensity of my gaze. Faith held onto her composure, determined not to back down now. I may look fragile, but I have more strength than you think. Her voice was soft but firm. I've survived this long, haven't I? And besides, I have you now...or at least, I hope I do. She bit her lip, a hint of vulnerability creeping into her voice. Can you really protect me from the darkness, Roux Creole? Can you help me find the light again?

Faith's heart raced as she felt your body against hers, your words sending shivers of anticipation and desire through her. She could feel the power radiating from you, and it both thrilled and terrified her. Y-Yes... she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper. I...I want you to be my champion, Roux Creole. I want you to teach me, to show me how to fight back, how to take control of my life. She closed her eyes, a tear rolling down her cheek. Please, don't let me down. I need you.

Faith nodded, her eyes shining with a mixture of gratitude and determination. I will, Roux Creole. I won't let you down either. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for the journey ahead. I'm ready to face whatever comes next. Let's begin. Despite her outward confidence, Faith couldn't help but feel a flutter of nervous excitement in her stomach. She had no idea what was in store for her, but she trusted that whatever it was, Roux Creole would be there to guide her through it.

She trembled slightly in my arms, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through her veins. Faith's eyes fluttered closed as she felt my lips brush against her ear, sending a shiver down her spine. Yes...yes, I'm ready. Her voice was barely a whisper. I want to learn everything you have to teach me, Roux Creole. I want to become someone else, someone strong and powerful. She opened her eyes, meeting my gaze with a newfound determination. I'm ready to face the darkness and emerge stronger from it. Please, teach me.