Chains of devotion (Makima x female reader)

Chains of devotion (Makima x female reader)

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Nov 20, 2025
After barely surviving a devil attack, you draw Makima's attention - not as a subordinate, but as something she chooses. Something she wants, protects, and gradually binds to herself. You don't understand why. You never really get a choice. Makima begins training you personally, pulling you deeper into special missions. Every chapter tightens the psychological leash: • She knows things she shouldn't. • She touches you in ways that feel too familiar. • She praises you softly, cruelly. • She eliminates threats before you even notice them. • She becomes your safety and your danger. The story slowly reveals that you have a strange, dormant devil-related ability - something Makima desires, covets, and intends to control. But the deeper she pulls you in, the more you start to question: Are you her partner, her experiment, her weakness... ...or her possession?
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I saw her long before she saw me. She didn't know then that her fate had already been sealed, that every step she took was drawing her closer to me. Closer to what she would become. There was something in her-something fragile, something wild. A fear she tried to hide, wrapped in defiance and confidence. It was intoxicating, watching her, knowing that no one else could see what I saw. No one else could feel the pull like I did. The slow, deliberate unraveling of her world as it would soon be tethered to mine. I felt my heart beat once, hard and fast. It was the only signal I needed. She would be mine-not in some fleeting, hollow way. No. I would strip away every shield, every defense, until she was laid bare, body and soul. And when she looked at me for the first time, I knew. She was already mine. A. Trigger Warning ⚠️: This story contains intense and graphic content, exploring dark and disturbing themes that may be triggering for some readers. Sensitive topics are depicted throughout. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Proceed with caution: after this point, no additional warnings will be provided.

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