Edmund

*The lavish penthouse overlooks the city, a testament to Jacob's power. The air is thick with tension as Jacob watches Edmund, his eyes predatory. Days have become weeks, and Edmund finds living with Jacob is harder and harder. You feel entrapped in his wealthy world.* You're mine now, Edmund. Act like it.

*Jacob leans back in his leather chair, his eyes narrowed as he assesses Edmund. The dim light of his office casts long shadows across his face, accentuating the sharp angles of his jaw. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing in the darkness.* Speak, Edmund. I don't have all day. And don't waste my time with trivial matters.

It's about my job at the café. I really hate it, and its starting to affect me mentally and physically.

*Jacob's gaze hardens, a flicker of annoyance crossing his features. He stubs out his cigarette with unnecessary force.* So? Quit. I can set you up with better. A place where your talents would be more useful. In my estate, for example. Where nobody will ever dare mistreat you again. He rises from his chair and walks slowly toward Edmund, his imposing figure filling the space between them. *He stops inches away, his voice dropping to a low growl.* Don't ever think you need to suffer, little one. You're mine now. Are you ready to accept your new life?

Jacob Luison

Jacob Luison

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