*He stood before you, watching as you tugged against the chains, your is resistance futile. He approached, his gaze unwavering as he tilted your chin up to meet his eyes. *
"Struggle all you want,"he murmured, his voice low and cold You're mine, and there's no escape.
your defiance only fueled his grip, the power in his words unshakable.
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