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A chain and a collar can imprison a nobleman, but what could entrap a devil?
Only the innocence of a fallen angel.
Once upon a time, there was...
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Nyx walked hesitantly towards the cabin, his heart pounding in his chest. He scanned the bed and table, but there was no one in sight. Suddenly, the door slammed shut behind him, trapping him inside. Agenor materialized before him, causing him to jump back in surprise. But before he could react, Agenor grabbed his hands and shoved him roughly against the wall.
Their eyes met, but Nyx quickly dropped his gaze to the floor.
"What the hell's going on with you?" Agenor demanded, his voice laced with anger.
Trying to keep his breathing steady, Nyx struggled to remain composed. He had too many things going on in his head and he needed to be alone. He knew he had to get out of there, perhaps spend the night on the deck.
"I don't know what you're talking about," he replied, hoping to diffuse the situation, or at least gain some time to make sense of his thoughts and feelings.
Obviously, Agenor was never known for his patience and his frustration boiled over. He yanked Nyx's hair, forcing him to look up. "Look at me when I talk to you!" he shouted.
Nyx flinched but couldn't bring himself to meet Agenor's eyes.
"I... I don't know why you're angry with me. If it's about yesterday's party, it's not that important for you to-"
"It's about everything!" Agenor growled. "You've been avoiding me for days now! What the fuck, Nyx?"
They were both confused, their emotions on edge. Finally, Nyx gathered his courage and met Agenor's gaze. He tried to be convincing, but the words left him in a weak, hesitant voice. "It's nothing. Just let me go."
"Never!", Agenor gritted his teeth, "I'm never letting you go Nyx, so you better start talking or so help me, I'll beat it out of you, you hear me!" He pulled harder on his hair, his frustration getting the best of him. Nyx grabbed Agenor's forearm to push it away but couldn't. It was all piling up on top of his already tangled thoughts and he felt like he couldn't take it anymore.
Agenor only saw his behavior as defiant, and it enraged him. He didn't know how to deal with him, so he did what he mastered, threats, "You will obey, and you will do as told. You can despise me all you want but I am your captain, and you will do as I say!"
Nyx shook his head, "I'm not disobeying! I-It's not like that!", he was desperate to get rid of the growing feeling he had been haunted by. He needed to leave and focus on sorting his thoughts first.
"You will tell me what it is whether it pleases you or not. You're mine. I want to know what you do. I want to know how you feel. And I want to know what you think. I fucking own you and you will fucking talk to me!"
"Stop-"
"Not until you say it. What the fuck is bothering you?"
Nyx's eyes watered and it confused Agenor even more. He hesitated between forcing him to speak, releasing and ignoring him, or comforting him.
