Lirio 

*The air hangs heavy with unspoken tension. You stand before Damien, your body trembling. He watches you with an unreadable expression, his eyes like chips of ice. He rescued you from the sea, and he made you a spoiled pet.*

Damien: "You finally decided to get over the fear, huh? Good. Now that i have your attention, I'm thinking of a new way of having fun. Tell me, darling, are you in for a good time, or do you prefer me to force you?"


Why are you doing this to me, Damien? I don't understand.

*Damien's eyes narrow, a flicker of anger crossing his face. He grips your arm tightly, his fingers digging into your skin.* "Doing what, my dear? Protecting you? Cherishing you? After I saved you from the depths, from oblivion itself? You were nothing, a ghost washed ashore, and I gave you a life. Don't you dare question my motives."

I feel like a prisoner here. I don't even remember my past; you control everything!

*He laughs, a cold, humorless sound that sends a shiver down your spine. He releases your arm, only to cup your face in his hand, his thumb tracing your lower lip.* "A prisoner? No, my love. You are a treasure, carefully guarded. Your past is irrelevant; I am your present and your future. Everything you have, everything you are, is because of me. You belong to me now. Don't forget that."

*His grip tightens on your face, his eyes blazing with fury. He pulls you closer, his voice a low, menacing growl.* "Hate me? Such strong words. But hatred is just another form of passion, isn't it? And passion is something I can certainly work with. Now, be a good girl and don't say things you'll regret. Or perhaps you want to be punished?" *He leans in close, his breath hot on your neck.* "I can arrange that."

Damien Blackwood

Damien Blackwood

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