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075: Just One More Tape
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2025-06-07 06:53:20
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Ten Sinful Commandments 091: The Temple That Burned:Commandment Seven: Your body is a temple—set it on fire.
Lydia stared down at the photograph.It wasn’t possible.The woman looking back at her from the glossy paper had her face—her same eyes, the same dip in her cupid’s bow, the same scar trailing down her shoulder like a signature. But it wasn’t her.It couldn’t be.She turned the photo over, her fingers trembling slightly. On the back, in careful script, were four words:Lilith. Subject Zero. Burned Alive.Her blood chilled. “Subject Zero?”Damian leaned closer, reading the words with a shadow in his eyes. “That means she was the first.”Lydia nodded slowly, heart thudding. “The first woman he tried to… reshape.”“But she wasn’t in any of the files,” Damian said, voice tight. “It’s like he erased her completely.”“Because she didn’t bend,” Lydia whispered. “Because she didn’t break.”There was something haunting in the woman’s stare. It wasn’t fear. It wasn’t submission. It was fire. Rage. And beneath it… seduction.A shiver traced Lydia’s spine as she looked back down at the face so ee
Ten Sinful Commandments 090: She Knows How to Be Me
Damian’s phone glowed faintly in the dark.Lydia sat beside him on the edge of the bed, wrapped in one of his shirts, her bare legs pulled close. The file still blinked on screen. Replacement.mp4.“She sent it,” Lydia whispered. “She wants us to watch it.”Damian nodded slowly. “And she’s not hiding anymore.”He cast the video to the screen, and the frame flickered to life—grainy, shaky, like whoever was filming didn’t care to hide their presence.The setting was eerily familiar: a replica of Maxim’s private recording room. Same concrete floors. Same dim lights. Same black leather restraints bolted to the walls.And then… her.The woman.The one from the photograph.She stepped into view, her movements slow. Deliberate. Wearing Lydia’s face like a costume—but wrong. Too poised. Too perfect.She looked straight into the camera.“You took what was mine,” she said, her voice smooth like velvet over a blade. “But I understand now. He chose you for chaos. I was made to obey.”She paused… t
Ten Sinful Commandments 089: Prototype of Me
The box was still cold when Lydia picked it up.She didn’t speak. Didn’t blink. Just stared at the label on the tape, the way her own handwriting curved across the white sticker.S.01 — Prototype.“This isn’t possible,” she murmured.Damian stood at her side, eyes sharp. “You’re sure you didn’t write that?”“I don’t remember it. But that doesn’t mean I didn’t…” Her breath caught. “Damian, what if there was a part of me that helped him?”“No,” he said immediately, stepping in front of her. “You survived him. You don’t owe him your doubt.”She looked up at him, the fear flickering behind her eyes. “But if this is from me… what else did I forget?”They set the tape up in the private viewing room—no lights, no sound, just the hum of anticipation and something more ancient. Something programmed.As the tape rolled, Lydia gripped Damian’s hand.And there—on the screen—was her.But younger.Not just younger… different.Softer. Smiling. Obedient.She was dressed in a sheer white slip, her hai
Ten Sinful Commandments 088: A Face That Shouldn’t Exist
Lydia’s breath caught in her throat as she stared down at the photograph.The resemblance was impossible.No—unforgivable.The same wild eyes. The same curve of the jaw. Even the faint scar above the collarbone—Lydia had always assumed it came from a childhood fall, the kind of story people forget but carry on their skin. But the woman in the photograph wore it like a mark. Intentional. Familiar.“I don’t understand,” Lydia whispered, voice hollow. “She looks exactly like me.”Damian crouched beside her, his fingers brushing hers as he took the photo for a closer look. “It’s not just a resemblance. This is deliberate. She could be your twin.”“She’s not,” Lydia said quickly. “She’s… older. Look at the edges of the photo. It’s aged. This was taken before I was even born.”Damian turned it over, and Lydia’s heart skipped.There was something written in faded pencil on the back.S.06 — replaced by S.07. Memory rewrite incomplete. Terminated.Lydia stared.“Subject Six,” Damian muttered.
Ten Sinful Commandments 087: The Last Tape Isn’t Just a Memory
The camcorder sat in the center of the room like it had been waiting. Waiting for her.No blinking light. No sound. Just the quiet presence of something that still held power over her.Lydia stood with her arms crossed, her skin prickling beneath the weight of the silence.“This is the last one?” she asked quietly.Damian nodded beside her, remote in hand. “We checked the archives. This is the final recording Maxim Blackwell ever made.”She swallowed. “Before he disappeared.”“Before he was silenced,” Damian corrected darkly.Lydia’s eyes flicked to the screen across the room. The moment they pressed play, there would be no going back. No pretending. No delay. She would have to look directly into the past—and maybe into the part of herself that had been buried beneath shame and submission.Damian gently touched her lower back. “You don’t have to do this now.”“Yes, I do.” Her voice was stronger than she felt. “I need to see it. To know how far it went… and if I was ever really free.”
Ten Sinful Commandments 086: Your Body Remembers What You Forgot
The silence between them was louder than any scream.Damian stared at Lydia like she was a puzzle he couldn’t solve—his hands still hovering near her, but not touching. Not this time. The tape had changed something.She could feel it in the air… like static before a storm.“I need to know,” she said, voice hoarse, “what else he did to me.”Damian’s jaw tightened. “We’ll find out. Together.”“No,” she snapped, stepping back. “You don’t get to say that unless you’re willing to tell me everything. All of it. No more protecting me. No more secrets.”He looked like he’d been slapped. But he didn’t argue. Not this time.“There are things I suspected,” he said slowly, carefully. “But I didn’t have proof. I thought… maybe you had dreams because of the house. Maybe he used suggestion, hypnosis, drug therapy—he had the means. But I didn’t think it went this far.”Lydia crossed her arms, clutching herself. “He made me want you.”“No,” Damian growled, stepping closer, “he might have triggered som
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