A strange smile appeared on her face, a smile I had never seen on her when she was awake.
I wanted to stop the video, but I was unable to move a single finger.
He continued sitting next to me for what felt like an eternity.
And then he did something that left me completely paralyzed with terror…
Suddenly, he pulls out his cell phone and starts recording me. He slowly circles the bed, searching for different angles with the calm of someone performing a perfectly rehearsed routine. Then he places a camera on a tripod, turns on his laptop, and opens a website.
As soon as the screen lights up, I feel a knot in my stomach.
There are dozens, maybe hundreds, of videos. The same room. The same lighting. The same bed. The same scene over and over again. The only thing that changes is the young women who appear unconscious, completely defenseless. Beneath each recording, thousands of comments and donations from people who pay to witness this macabre spectacle.
At that moment, all the pieces fall into place.
That's how he amassed his fortune.
