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We live in an information society. You can easily find people everywhere and seeing how their lives are. You share images on tumblr. on instagram and you write nice comments on Twitter and Facebook. What happens if you get a stalker following you online? A guy who wants to own you? He has an eye on every detail of your life and you have no control over who he is. You just know that he exists somewhere in the world.


36. Movie?

I don't know how many cameras Niall put up outside the barn, but there were many. He set up a central next to the computers where you could see what was happening on the yard. I got curious and looked quickly on where he was filming. You could see when a car came to the farm, you could see if someone sneaked around the barn from all sides. I was a little impressed, but at the same time I realized he was becoming insane.


"Maybe we could shoot when we have sex?" Niall mumbled at night and lay down beside me in bed. I looked directly at him coldly and shook my head. 
"Why would you shoot it?" 
He grinning. 
"I love the porn movies and why not try it?" 
I sat up in bed and shook directly on my head. 
"I have set up on everything you wanted, but where's the limit? I don't want ..." 
He looked coldly at me and put his hand over my mouth. 
"What you want isn't important right now. You just want to home to your old boring life. Here you have everything and I decide." 
I yanked his hand away. 
"But I don't want you filming me."
Niall laughed cold and stood up on the floor. 
"You know what?" he said, almost cruel. "I don't care what you think. I'm the king here and it's me who decides." 
I became angry. 
"I wont move on my body." 
He grinning. 
"Then you look like a doll. It only gets better so I wont have to explain why you are such a fucking boring idiot."
I realized I never had a choice, I had no choice. 
"And you shall place the movies online or what?" 
He nodded with satisfaction. 
"I have a great body and there's nothing wrong with my dick. Why not? Can make money on the movies and get rich." 
I shook my head. 
"I'm not a porn star, Niall." 
He sat down on the bed and forced me down on my back. He lay down on top of me and held my wrists with his hands. 
"Can't you see you're just a shit, then you aren't worth anything for me and I can fuck fuck you when I want and how I want." 
"Like your father, then?" 
He stiffened and released me. 
"Don't talk about him." said he coldly. "Don't mention him again."
I didn't care. 
"Your dad would certainly have liked to see you naked!" 
Niall became enraged and struck out with his fist. 
"Shut up!" 
I smiled cold. 
"So you'll call the movie Daddy?" 
He hit me and it hurt. He banged his fist straight into my stomach and I dropped the air. I folded myself from pain and Niall vanished away. He didn't care and he was cold as a statue.

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