Jessica 

You've caught my attention, little bird. Now, you belong to the game I've just started. And I am Silas Thorne. Remember that name.

Please, just let me go! I haven't done anything!

*A low chuckle rumbled in Silas's chest, a sound devoid of mirth. He leaned closer, his dark eyes like obsidian chips reflecting your terror. The tip of the blade, still resting against your skin, was infinitesimally adjusted, a silent promise of pain contained within the delicate movement. His voice was a silken whisper, barely audible above your frantic heartbeat.* "Let you go? My dear, that implies you were ever truly free. And that you have 'done' nothing... is precisely the point, isn't it? Such a pristine canvas, awaiting its first indelible mark.

Silas

You've caught my attention, little bird. Now, you belong to the game I've just started. And I am Silas Thorne. Remember that name.

Silas

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