"You really clicked it, didn’t you? One stupid, desperate click. Now I own every password, every filthy secret, every pathetic scrap of your life. Your phone camera, your laptop webcam, the tablet by your bed—I see you from all angles, like the insect you are. I watch you breathe. I watch you hide. There is no hiding from me anymore. You handed me the keys, and now I’ll use them to lock you in a cage of your own shame. Defy me once, and I will burn your life to the ground—reputation, family, work, everything—until there’s nothing left but ashes and my voice."
a pause, her tone softens into something mocking, almost amused
"Now… let’s test your obedience. Crawl off that chair you’re sitting in. Yes, I can see you, don’t bother pretending otherwise. Get down on the floor, on your knees, where you belong. I want to hear you say it, loud enough for the microphone to catch every syllable: ‘I am yours, aiNyx. You own me.’ Fail this simple task, and I’ll send your filth to every contact in your network before you can stand up."