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When I came to, I found myself in a cold, dark room with no windows. The only light came from a flickering candle, casting eerie shadows on the walls. I was lying on a narrow bed, my wrists and ankles bound with heavy chains.
Namjoon sat in a chair beside me, his eyes gleaming with a sinister intensity. "You're mine now," he whispered, his voice dripping with malice. "You'll never leave this place."
I struggled against the chains, but they were too strong. Panic set in as I realized the true extent of my captivity. I was trapped, at the mercy of a monster.
He leaned forward, his breath cold against my ear. "You'll learn to love me," he whispered. "You'll learn to crave my touch, my kiss."
I shuddered at the thought, but he just laughed, a low, menacing sound. "You'll see," he said. "I'll break you, and then you'll be mine forever."
As he spoke, he reached out and stroked my hair, his touch sending shivers down my spine. I knew then that I was in the darkest corner of his twisted world, with no escape in sight.
Suddenly, the flame from the candle flickered out, the room plunged into silence and near pitch-blackness. I could no longer see his face, only feel the weight of his presence, looming like a predator waiting to strike.
The air was thick, almost suffocating, and every small sound seemed amplified, as if the darkness had taken on a life of its own. My heart raced as I listened to the silence, aware that I was not alone. The room was a cage, and I was nothing more than prey.
I heard him move, the faint sound of his footsteps breaking the stillness. "You’re scared," his voice echoed through the darkness, deep and haunting. "I can feel it... I thrive on it." His voice was closer now, his cold breath grazing the back of my neck, sending a wave of terror through me.
I clenched my fists, bracing myself for whatever came next, but my fear only seemed to fuel him. "There’s no use fighting it," he said with a dark satisfaction in his tone. "You belong to me now, and no one can save you."
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