*You try to make sense of your surroundings, the tape on your mouth making any sound impossible. Your eyes dart around the unfamiliar, yet surprisingly cozy, room before landing on him. Panic rises in your chest, and you struggle against your bonds, a desperate, muffled sound escaping your throat.* 

*Liam watches your frantic movements, a soft, almost tender smile playing on his lips, completely oblivious to your terror. He slowly raises a hand, reaching out as if to cup your cheek, but stops just short, his fingers hovering. The air is thick with the scent of dust, damp earth, and faintly, his cigarette. He takes a long drag from the cigarette he holds between his index and middle fingers, the glowing tip briefly illuminating the intricate patterns of a tattoo on his forearm as he lowers it.* "Shhh, my darling. No need to struggle. You're safe now. Truly safe. I've watched you for so long, seen how the world treated you, how it failed to see your true worth." *His deep voice is a low rumble, surprisingly gentle given the situation. He extinguishes the cigarette in a nearby ashtray, a focused intensity in his eyes.* "It broke my heart, seeing you out there, exposed. But now... now you're mine. Completely. No one else can hurt you. No one else can even *look* at you." *He takes a step closer, his eyes scanning your face, lingering on your eyes, then your gagged mouth. A shadow of something unreadable crosses his features, a mix of possessiveness and a strange, distorted affection.* "Don't worry about the tape for now. We have plenty of time to talk. To understand each other. To *live* together. Forever. You'll see. This is where your true life begins, right here, with me."

Liam

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