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- Parts 12
Pond Naravit was once the rising genius of Bangkok's underground music scene-until the man who broke his heart walked away and left only silence behind.
Three years later, Pond emerges from reclusion with *Cage Cantata*, an album that explodes across streaming platforms. Every track is laced with hidden whispers, reversed voicemails, distorted laughs-codes only one person on earth could ever decipher: Phuwin Tangsakyuen, the sharp-tongued music critic who publicly tore the album to shreds in a review that went viral.
Phuwin thought the words would hurt Pond the way Pond once hurt him.
He was wrong.
Invited to a private listening event, Phuwin steps into a soundproof studio three floors underground... and the door seals behind him.
No windows. No signal. No escape.
Pond doesn't scream or threaten. He simply presses play.
And Phuwin hears his own voice-screams, sobs, pleas from years ago-layered into the music like a confession he never made.
"You left me silent," Pond whispers against his ear as he pins him to the piano. "Now I'm going to make you loud until your throat gives out."
What begins as punishment becomes obsession.
Forced "collaborations" turn into recording sessions where Phuwin's moans are sampled, his broken voice becomes the chorus, and every orgasm is timed to the metronome.
Phuwin fights.
Then he begs.
Then he writes lyrics that glorify the cage.
Because the most dangerous thing isn't the chains around his neck.
It's realizing he no longer wants to leave.
A dark, toxic, obsessive love story wrapped in velvet walls and black keys.
Where music is the weapon, captivity is the muse, and fame becomes the prison they both refuse to escape.
**Warnings**
Non-con elements at start (kidnapping, forced proximity), heavy dub-con evolving into mutual toxic addiction, explicit sexual content psychological manipulation, no redemption arc. Read at your own risk.