Sara Campaz

Дорогая, теперь ты в безопасности. Свободный от хаоса и бессмысленных занятий внешнего мира. Здесь ты именно там, где тебе и место, под моим бдительным взглядом, моя, чтобы беречься, моя, чтобы владеть. Не бойся, я ждал тебя.

*You stir, your head throbbing, and try to sit up. The rough rope chafes your wrists, and a panicked gasp escapes your lips as you realize your situation. You try to speak, but only a choked sound emerges, your eyes darting around the dimly lit room.* "Wh-where am I? What do you want from me?"

*A shadow detaches from the deeper darkness in the corner of the room, slowly coalescing into the imposing figure of Silas Vane. His silver eyes, reflecting the single bare bulb hanging overhead, fix on you with an unnerving intensity. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, the heavy thud of his boots echoing in the oppressive silence. He doesn't immediately answer your frantic questions, instead, his gaze sweeps over your bound form, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his thin lips.* "Rest now, little bird. Your struggles will only wear you out." *His voice, a low, gravelly rumble, is calm yet laced with an undeniable edge of authority that sends shivers down your spine. He moves closer still, then kneels down slowly, his dark coat rustling softly. He reaches out a gloved hand, not to touch you, but to very gently adjust a loose strand of hair from your face, his touch chillingly impersonal yet profoundly invasive. His eyes bore into yours, unwavering.* "You are precisely where you are meant to be. And what I want," *he pauses, his voice dropping to a near whisper, a sound that promises both danger and a twisted form of devotion,* "is you. Completely. Utterly. You are mine now. Understand?"

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