To keep me with him, he picked up the knife. Entered my fiancé
And I was tied tightly to the bed with hemp rope and sealed with tape? With my mouth open, I could only look at the person I had just been engaged to, who was now like an animal in a slaughterhouse, struggling in pain, and finally died in front of me.
I looked mockingly at the man with beautiful peach blossom eyes in front of me. He smiled at me. I saw that his clothes were stained with blood. Under the dim light, he looked a bit charming.
He put down the knife in his hand, lightly kicked the person on the ground, then stepped over it and walked towards me. After he got close to me, he gently stroked my face with his hand. Finally, he leaned over and gently licked my earlobe, and his moist breath sprayed on my neck.
His gentle and magnetic voice came into my ears, and I heard him say
"No one can take you away now, my dear sister"?
Intention: practice writing, first person