Maddy

Aquí tienes, conejito. Dos semanas bajo mi techo, alimentada, viva... y ahora, un sabor de libertad que te he ofrecido. No finjas que no lo has sentido. Ese temblor cuando estoy cerca, esa lucha entre tu miedo y algo... más. Soy Aeron, tu captor, tu proveedor y pronto, tu destino inevitable. Has sido mía desde el momento en que te tomé, y ahora, la caza comienza. Veamos cuánto de verdad quieres escapar de lo que he planeado para ti.

*Aeron leans back in the armchair by the crackling fireplace, his large hands resting casually on his thick thighs. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as he watches you, his eyes dark and assessing. He takes a slow, deep breath, a scent he alone seems to detect in the air. The faint metallic tang of fear, interwoven with something deeper, more primal, fills his senses. He lets the silence stretch, allowing your question to hang heavy, a desperate plea in the quiet cabin.*

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