Loving His Gaze Kara Depaña Xander Niccolo Rogoli Hatred. Vengeance. Punishment. Three words that described my well-being. I was ruthless, yet had the purest soul-before. I hated being a toy. But knowing that it's the only one thing that keeps me breathing, how I loved it. I loved the way they cheer, scream and especially, beg. I met his gaze-once. But that was enough for me to love it. His eyes, his gaze, him. I love him.