Love in Captivity: Chains of Obsession

You believe that

As the door clicked shut, I felt the walls close in around me yet again the unfairness hit me again. My heart pounds in my chest as I struggle to process what happened. Colton, the man I had once trusted, had taken that trust and twisted it into something dark and possessive yet again for the second time.

The soft hum of the ocean in the background mocked me. Everything was overwhelming the waves crashing and the birds singing outside seemed so peaceful compared to the storm raging inside me. I wanted nothing more than to feel the sun on my skin i had missed the feeling. I look around the lavish room as I feel trapped, not just by the physical walls but by the invisible chains he'd put on me. The possessive hold that surrounds me.

He'd drugged me Again, He'd lied to me. And now, he was trying to convince me that it was for my good. That I was the one who couldn't see the truth or reason.

Because he couldn't get me to calm down!

What a load of shit!

I ran my hands through my hair as frustration built in my chest. How did it come to this? How did I let myself end up in this situation again?

I knew nothing about this country, nothing about how far we were from civilization. The unfamiliarity made my skin crawl. The isolation, worse how I craved his closeness.

I move back to the window and stare out at the path that leads to the beach. There had to be a way to escape, but I had to be smart about it. Colton wasn't going to let me leave easily. That much I knew for sure.

I could bide my time, pretend to comply, and figure out a way to escape when he least expected it. The only thing keeping me here was his vigilance, and eventually, he will let his guard down

I just hated how I liked him.

I clench my fists as I swallow the lump in my throat. I had to stay strong. I couldn't let Colton's manipulation break me down.

For now, I needed to play along. I needed him to think I was starting to accept my new reality, that I was softening toward him.

Maybe I was... I hated what he did but I still couldn't help how I felt towards him.

I turn back to the bed, the place where he'd left me to rest vulnerable, drugged.

My thoughts were interrupted by the soft click of the door and the door opening once again. Colton steps inside as he carries a tray of food. He looks at me with a mix of affection and control. His eyes scanned my face, searching for signs of my submission.

"Here, eat something," he says softly as if his earlier threats had never happened.

I force myself to nod, to keep my expression neutral. My hurt pushed low, i knew he'd punished me before and I didn't want that. "Thank you," I say quietly, my voice almost betraying me by showing the storm inside me.

He set the tray down on a small table and smiled. "Good girl. You need to keep your strength up."

I sat down at the table, the smell of food turning my stomach. I picked up a fork, stabbing at the meal in front of me, pretending to take a bite. All the while, I could feel his eyes on me, watching, waiting for any sign of rebellion he would have to squash.

I forced myself to eat, to keep up the charade or normal. Every bite felt like swallowing glass, but I needed to keep playing this game. I needed him to believe I was falling back into his control.

Deep down i was fighting this with myself.

As I ate, he sat across from me and watched me with affection. "You'll see, in time," he says soothing but laced with an underlying threat. "This is all for you. For us."

I swallow my rage and force a small smile. "I know you believe that," I say softly.

I say as I start to feel guilty.

His eyes softened slightly, and I could see the satisfaction in his expression.