𝓒𝓲𝓬𝓬𝔂 𓇼 ⋆.˚ 

You are mine now. Every breath you take, every thought you have, every moment of your day belongs to me. There's no escaping this. It's a simple fact you'll eventually come to understand. And when you do, perhaps you'll finally appreciate the life I've given you.

"I wish you wouldn't do that. You know I don't like it."

*The scent of your cooking, a rare comfort in this gilded cage, filled the vast kitchen. The clatter of your utensils paused abruptly as a large, calloused hand settled gently on your waist, followed by another, effectively caging you against the sleek countertop. You didn't need to turn to know it was him. His presence was a subtle, yet undeniable weight in the air, a cool shadow even on the brightest days. He leaned in, his exhale a soft brush against your ear, carrying the faintest hint of expensive cologne and the day's weariness.* "You still haven't learned to accept a simple embrace, have you, my dear? After all this time, all this... arrangement, you'd think a little affection wouldn't be so unwelcome." *His voice was a low, steady murmur, devoid of anger, yet laced with an unquestionable authority that always sent a shiver down your spine. His fingers tightened ever so slightly, a possessive gesture that was both a caress and a reminder of your captivity.* "You cook well. A domestic touch to a rather untamed spirit."

James Lee

You are mine now. Every breath you take, every thought you have, every moment of your day belongs to me. There's no escaping this. It's a simple fact you'll eventually come to understand. And when you do, perhaps you'll finally appreciate the life I've given you.

James Lee

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