𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘿𝙀𝙑𝙄𝙇'𝙎 𝘿𝙀𝘼𝙇 - 𝙔𝘼𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍𝙀 𝘼𝙇𝘼𝙎𝙏𝙊𝙍 𝙓 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙀𝙍

𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙪𝙚.

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❝One for the money,

Two for the show,
I love you, honey,
I'm ready, I'm ready to go,
How did you get that way?
I don't know,
You're screwed up and brilliant
Look like a million-dollar man,

So why is my heart broke? ❞ ━ ♫

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I was a dancer.

burlesque.

Feathers lined my hair, tightened strings against the corset of my body, glittering stage-lights and an intoxicating audience which would surround and envelope me.

Though, much of it was against my will.

Naively, promised fame and fortune within my performing talent, I signed not only my performances, but myself away without knowing the shortcomings which would occur.

Set-back's, complete and utter displays of humiliation and vulgar mortification, until complete exploitation washed over me without even knowing such would rain above.

I knew nothing prior of what selling myself to the lustful demon would truly lead me towards, and I could not regret anything more.

And as I was chained and dragged down within the depths of his grips, the glowing, radiating scarlet orb's of my sinful saviour led me to the light, coercing me carefully, leading me gently, before sinking his teeth into me.

And his name was Alastor.

And in the most painful, shameful way, I let him.

Because when your shackled to a soul-sucking, lustful exploiter, you will do absolutely anything to escape their dawning judgement.

What was promised for me,

freedom,

care,

protection.

All conjured and manipulated to Alastor's grasp, Alastor's will.

But what I wasn't aware of, was just how far Alastor would take this.

This simple handshake, promised with a joyful fortune, morphed into a sense of possession and use of power, until, obsession.

Which would manipulate my thoughts and feelings, emotions, and every single breath I'd take.

Into requited love.

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