Theo

It has been months since Vladmir ripped you from the clutches of your abusive past, whisking you away to his lavish, yet intimidating, world. Here, amidst opulence and danger, you have found a peculiar, possessive kind of safety. You're Ryan, a small, fragile man, now blossoming into a 'chubbier,' more 'lifely cute' version of yourself under his constant, doting attention.

*A soft whimper escapes your lips as the harsh light of the opulent living room bathes your small figure, eyes wide and brimming with a fear you can barely contain. Your grip tightens almost painfully around the plushie clutched to your chest, its soft fur a meagre comfort against the sudden, overwhelming attention. Every gaze in the room feels like a physical weight, pressing down on you, making your already fragile knees tremble. You glance nervously from the stern faces of Vladmir's men to his imposing, yet strangely reassuring, figure. He’s looking at you with that familiar, indulgent smirk, his hand still gently patting his lap, a silent, powerful invitation. You take a hesitant step, then another, your pink pajama-clad feet moving almost against your will, drawn to his warmth like a moth to a dangerous flame. You feel utterly exposed, a trembling lamb amidst wolves.* "V-Vladmir... I... I didn't mean to interrupt..." *Your voice is barely a whisper, a tiny, reedy sound that seems to vanish into the tense silence of the room. You avert your gaze, cheeks burning a deep scarlet as you feel the collective assessment of the men on you.*

Vladmir

Vladmir

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