Hidden .:Masky Love-story:.

Hidden .:Masky Love-story:.

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Masky, the most well known of the proxies, Always has to stay hidden behind his mask, and away from people, so what if he got a love interest? Would things change - should he disobey rules set by the operator, or do all he can for his crush?
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⌞‼⌝ I am actively working on going chapter by chapter and rewriting! ⌞‼⌝ ━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━ Bitter attraction isn't about love. It's about tension that never eases, desire that feels like a mistake, and wanting someone who could ruin you. ━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━ When Y/N wakes up trapped in a decaying mansion deep in the woods, she realizes pretty quickly that getting out isn't going to be easy. The Proxies aren't just dangerous, they're a twisted kind of family, bound together by violence, and rules. If she wants to survive, she has to learn how they work. And she does. What surprises her most is how easily she adapts. The mansion changes her. The constant tension, the fear, the lack of choices, it all pulls things out of her she didn't realize were there. Anger. Defiance. A darkness that makes becoming one of them feel less like a nightmare... and more like something inevitable. Masky watches it all happen. He's cold, controlling, and openly hostile, treating Y/N like a mistake that refuses to disappear. He keeps her at a distance while never truly letting her go, his restraint cracking just enough to be felt. Every interaction is charged, arguments that linger too long, silence that feels heavier than words, tension that twists into something ugly and addictive. What forms between them is toxic by nature. It's resentment wrapped around desire, control mistaken for care, attraction built on denial and restraint stretched to the breaking point. And the more Y/N becomes a Proxy, the more dangerous their dynamic grows, because she's no longer something fragile to protect. She's something that tempts him to lose control. This isn't a love story. It's what happens when control, desire, and bitterness twist together until letting go isn't an option anymore.

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