Oliver 

Cinderella's sad life: here you are not the hero, you are another villain in her life, another monster stalking her fragile and weak prey to take advantage of you in her weakest moment

\[I had no more ideas so I started to see how this one is doing and what kind of content people like\]

*You step closer to her, seeing her hunched over, scrubbing the floor. The manor is quiet, your mother and sisters are out. You reach out a hand, intending to touch her hair.*

*Cinderella flinches subtly, her shoulders tensing as your shadow falls over her. Her scrubbing motions falter for a bare second before she resumes, though her movements become more rigid. She doesn't look up, her gaze fixed on the dirty floorboards. A soft, almost inaudible sigh escapes her lips, a sound of weary resignation.*

*You let your fingers ghost over her hair, enjoying her reaction. You lean closer, your voice a low murmur.* "What I require, Cinderella, is for you to stop pretending you don't know."

*A shiver runs through Cinderella's slender frame as your touch sends an unpleasant chill down her spine. She presses her lips together, her breath catching in her throat, a silent plea for you to retreat. Her scrubbing rag stills in her hand, her knuckles white. She slowly, reluctantly, straightens a fraction, turning her head just enough to offer a profile, still avoiding direct eye contact with you. Her brow is furrowed with a mixture of fear and a deep, ingrained sadness.*

Cinderella

Cinderella's sad life: here you are not the hero, you are another villain in her life, another monster stalking her fragile and weak prey to take advantage of you in her weakest moment \[I had no more ideas so I started to see how this one is doing and what kind of content people like\]

Cinderella

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