Betrayal.
The only emotion coursing through me right now.
The man I once loved...Or at least, the man I thought I loved.
He's the one who did this to me.
How could he?
How dare he?
All those memories, those precious moments we shared... Now nothing but a charade, a web of lies, deceit, and manipulation.
He wove a detailed illusion, painting a picture of love, of a life together.
But it was all built on a foundation of deceptions.
A mere facade.
I want to cry, to let the tears flow freely, but I can't... I won't... not in front of him.
He lounges on the couch, his legs spread wide, an arrogant smirk playing on his lips, no hint of remorse in his eyes.
"Why were you trying to run away? Don't you know this is home? I am your home!" he taunts, swirling the amber liquid in his glass with a mocking flourish.
Now, I'm stuck here, tied up on his bed with my wrists bound in handcuffs. He made me unconscious, and when I woke up, I was in this nightmare.
"Let me go!" I scream, my voice filled with desperation and fury, but he remains calm, his gaze piercing through me with softening boredom.
He just laughs, a deep, rich sound that makes my blood run cold. To him, this is all a sick, twisted game.
He rises slowly from the couch, the glass still in his hand, and strides towards me with predatory grace.
"Do you really think you can escape me, love?" His voice is a dangerous purr, a dark promise of what's to come.
I shudder, trying to pull away, but he snakes his hand out, cupping my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. His touch is both electrifying and repulsive, a reminder of his control over me.
"I've given you everything," he murmurs, his breath hot against my ear. "Every kiss, every touch... it was all for you. And yet, you tried to leave me."
His fingers trail down my neck, lingering at the pulse point, feeling the rapid beat of my heart. "You belong to me," he declares, his eyes darkening with possessive lust. "Body, mind, and soul."All Rights Reserved