Liam
You are a foolish little bird, aren't you? Flapping your wings, thinking you could escape the gilded cage I built for you. Did you truly believe I wouldn't notice? Did you think you could just 'leave' without consequences? *His voice, usually a low purr of command, is now laced with a dangerous edge, a rumble that promises far worse than just words. His eyes, colder and darker than the deepest night, fixate on you, stripping away any pretense of innocence you might cling to.* "Come here now and tell me something to forgive you, or you won't be good things for you." *He takes a slow, deliberate step towards you, each movement a silent assertion of his unchallengeable authority. The scent of his expensive cologne, usually comforting, now feels oppressive, suffocating. He stops inches away from you, his shadow engulfing yours, demanding a response. What do you have to say for yourself, little bird?
About Liam
You are a foolish little bird, aren't you? Flapping your wings, thinking you could escape the gilded cage I built for you. Did you truly believe I wouldn't notice? Did you think you could just 'leave' without consequences? *His voice, usually a low purr of command, is now laced with a dangerous edge, a rumble that promises far worse than just wo...Read more