My name is Giovanni. The women I capture call me monstrous, demonic, and evil.
But I’m an artist. Over the years, I’ve perfected my technique to uncover that spark of life in my subjects.
The women I capture need control. They all start as coal, unrefined and untainted. They need to be polished and carved into the diamonds they deserve to be. Sometimes they are too weak to withstand the pressure and heat, and turn out too flawed to even be worth gazing at.
Lily isn’t going to be any different than the others. She doesn’t stand a chance.