BOUND BY THE DREVAULTS

Cassian Drevault is a prisoner of his own madness.

Born into a kingdom of cruelty and cold control, he wears his legacy like chains - and beneath the polished mask, he punishes himself for every tear Ziva Mace sheds. Three years ago, she stained his world with a single careless spill. Since then, she has been his obsession, his torment, the fracture in his fractured soul.

She doesn't remember him. She never knew the man who watches her from the shadows, who lures her into a gilded cage beneath his cold estate's iron gates.

He cages her body with iron rules, surveillance, and ruthless demand.

But she cages his soul with silent defiance.

Every tear she refuses to shed, he bleeds thrice over.

Every act of resistance, he scars himself in the dark, invisible to the world.

To the outside, he is the captor - the man who owns her.

But in the prison of obsession and pain, the roles are blurred.

She is the jailer. He is the captive.

And in this poisoned dance of possession, love is a weapon, agony a currency, and freedom a cruel illusion neither can afford.

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"He built a cage of walls and whispers - but she holds the key to his prison."
"She is the lock he cannot pick, the silence he cannot break."
"In the end, captivity is not about chains - it's about who holds your soul."