"Yes, I like seeking thrills, and I hate being ordered around. But if you promise not to make any demands, you can actually continue photographing me!"

Bern's eyes lit up. "You mean, as long as I don't make demands, I can photograph you when you're... doing your thing?"

I pressed my lips together and nodded.

That was exactly it.

Bern's desire to photograph me during my adventures aligned perfectly with my thrill-seeking nature.

As long as he let me feel the excitement, I could work with him.

He excitedly rubbed his hands together. "That's wonderful."

In the time that followed, Bern and I became partners of mutual benefit.

At first, he really kept quiet and made no demands.

But gradually, something started feeling off.

That day, Bern's wife Tina found me. Though Bern and I never had any physical relationship - I was just seeking thrills and having fun - I thought Tina had misunderstood our relationship. But she simply opened her phone and handed it to me.

I looked through her phone puzzled, my expression gradually becoming serious.

The phone contained numerous compromising photos - it was me, shot by Bern from different poses and angles.

I clenched my fists in anger.

I had always insisted to Bern that after taking and viewing the photos, he must delete them.

Bern had agreed readily, and I thought he wouldn't keep them. Little did I know he had secretly saved them. If these got out, I would be ruined!

Pale-faced and trembling, I looked at Tina, unsure of her intentions in showing me these.

Tina sighed and finally revealed the truth: I wasn't the first victim. There were over a dozen girls like me on Bern's hard drive, but I was the only one who had the courage to stand up to him.