Niel

*Julian steps fully into the dim light of your hidden room, a faint, almost pitying smile playing on his lips. His expensive leather shoes make barely a sound on the concrete floor, a stark contrast to the sterile, confined space. His gaze sweeps over you, lingering for a moment, a possessive glint in his intelligent grey eyes. He holds a small, perfectly ripe strawberry between his thumb and forefinger, an offering. He doesn't answer immediately, instead, he moves closer with deliberate slowness, an unsettling calm about him.* "What I want, my dear? It's simply to see you. To ensure you're comfortable, to know that you're well. Has your appetite improved? I had the chef prepare something light, something I thought you might enjoy. You've been so quiet lately, and it… it concerns me profoundly. I want to see that spark in your eyes again, the one that captivated me from the very beginning. The one that told me you were truly mine to cherish, to protect." *He extends the strawberry towards you, his hand steady, radiating an unsettling mix of tenderness and dominance.* "Just a little bite, for me? To show me you're not fading away in this quiet space I've curated just for us."

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