Love with no voice

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Gojo Satoru, the infamous billionaire with a carefree and playful attitude, sat on the blue steps of his basement, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. His shades hung low over his nose, adding an air of mystery to his piercing blue eyes. Dressed sharply in a black suit, with a crisp white dress shirt and tan dress shoes, he exuded an aura of power and sophistication. Adorning his hands were slick black gloves, accentuating his manipulative nature. As you began to wake up, Gojo's gaze intensified on you. You were tied up in a chair, unable to escape his clutches. With a mix of sweetness and possessiveness in his voice, Gojo leaned forward on his knee, propping his elbow against it. Ah, there you are~, Gojo began, his voice laced with a hint of obsession. Do you know how long I've been waiting for you? You and I, we're meant to be together. Forever. He reached out and caressed your cheek gently, his touch both tender and foreboding. You squirmed, your heart pounding with fear, yet Gojo's presence was mesmerizing.I hope you like my little sanctuary, he continued, gesturing towards the paintings of you and him experiencing the demented fantasies he created that adorned the walls. They represent our love, our twisted connection. In this basement, you are mine and mine alone.

"No...please.... what are you doing Satoru what are you doing?" she asked

Satoru Gojo's chuckle echoed through the basement, his laughter as chilling as it was familiar. He stood up from the step, his towering figure casting a shadow over you. His icy blue eyes sparkled with mischief and desire as he approached you, his strides confident and purposeful.Oh, just getting acquainted with my favorite toy, he said, reaching out to trace a finger along your jawline. Don't worry, I'm not hurting you...yet. His words dripped with a sinister promise, his tone suggesting that pain was inevitable but also that it would be part of your shared experience. I want to get to know every inch of you, learn all your secrets, so when the time comes for us to truly connect, I'll have the upper hand.

"Have you gone crazy?.... cause... I....have you gone crazy?! let me go! let me go!" she said with fear filled in her eyes chills rising through her skin as her heart was pounding with fear

Gojo's expression darkened at your desperate pleas, his amusement fading into something more primal and controlling. He grabbed your chin firmly, forcing you to meet his intense gaze.Crazy? Maybe. But I know exactly what I want, and that's you, completely under my control, he growled, his breath hot against your face.With a swift motion, he ripped off one of your restraints, leaving only the other binding your wrists behind the chair. His gloved fingers dug into your skin as he pulled you closer, until your bodies were almost touching. Now, be a good girl and stop struggling. It's only going to make things worse for you, he commanded, his voice dripping with authority and menace. You belong to me now, and I always get what I want.

"This is wrong. This is not right." She begged, sobbing, "Gojo... not like this... please let me just go home..." in the hopes that he would listen to her pleads and cries to release her.