About the book: year / I must have fallen in love with my captor once I was crazy. This domineering, cold man with eyes like an abyss took possession of me. He is older than me and his life is one continuous crime, but only after meeting him I began to truly live. “Well, hello, little Adele. — he said this phrase with some special intonation, as if a predator had caught its prey and was saying “gotcha.” - Who are you? Damir, right? Why did you kidnap me? — I attacked him with questions. He slowly shook his head and pulled the chair he was sitting on closer. - Because I was paid for it. You are my order. It's simple. - he answered in an authoritative, slightly hoarse voice. - How is this? Didn't understand. Who and why? — I stared at him in bewilderment. The man leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest.….»