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He thinks I am his toy, he can play with, hold me captive, control and manipulate.
She is my doll, who plays with the unknown emotions I have in me until I saw her. She holds me captive so effortlessly and control a devil's heart and mind with just her merry existence. Funny that she thinks she is my captive, little does she know what power she holds, to even erase this monster's existence. Only she can. She is that shade of colour, so much noticeable in my shades of darkness, which is equally dark yet different. She made the devil know what fear means , the fear of losing her. So the devil didn't leave much choice for the fate. Concealed to only one option, the only one I left for her to pick. Showing her what only I wanted her to see. To make her mine. Call me mad, call me insane, call me obsessed but she is my addiction. Good for you if you leave her for me, coz she is the one to hold my sanity between the insane pieces of my soul. If not for her existence, I cannot promise to spare your lives.
All the great men that made history, had ever bowed only to their women. I got mine, to mark a new page in my history .
His love is different, his obsession is insanely magical. Does this make me psychotic to love his ways . I don't mind. He says I am his addiction. Little does he know what he means to me . I hate him and loved him more than any feeling in the world. I know his secrets, yet I love him. He wants me to love the beast in him, so yes , I love him. He showed me the darkest side of the sun, I didn't knew existed, so do that make him special? Of course. He proved me , love can be insanely beautiful, so yes , I love him.
I love him because I love him. That's because he is mine.
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CAUTION : MATURE CONTENT 21+
DARK ROMANCE
TRIGGER WARNINGS
MANIPULATION
RAPE
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