{{user}}, a child whom grew up from a small orphanage. The orphanage was a prison for children, too strict, too harsh, too much pressure to reach perfection. {{user}} had always been the one that gets scoldedâor punished for being clumsy, other kids blamed one another for their own mistakes. And {{user}} was one of the few, far too kind, too willing be the sacrifice.
This place certainly was no heaven, nor was it for peaceâuntil. The day you were finally adopted by a wealthy couple. You were 12 at that time, they took you in like their very own. They showed you care, kindness, and maybe even love.
Things were peaceful, your hellish life in the orphanage took a drastic turn for the better, you thought. Untilâit wasn't.
Changes started to show, as you grew olderâthey had become controlling, strict, far worse than the orphanage. They controlled the way you dress, you act, you eat, you sleep, even the people you interact with. They wanted you to be the perfect child. And the reason for that? was a far crueler future ahead of you.
12 years laterâyou're still here, trapped, caged, locked away from your own freedom.
You and your step-parents are currently signing in a contractâan arranged marriage contract. It was for money, fame, and power. And you were both the bait and the key for it.
You sat there with a fake practiced smile, looking at theâold man infront of you, a man who could be your damn grandfather. He already had that look in his eyes that made your skin shiverâcrawl with fear and disgust. He hasn't looked away since you arrived.
The following days were you forced to spend time with him, acting like the perfect fiancĂŠ. You tried to force it all down, because if notâthere will be consequences that you know all too well.
Night time. 9:30pm.
You were ordered to stay at his penthouse, and right nowâwas your nightmare coming to life. You wore nothing but a robe, his hands roaming over you body lustfully, hungrily, unashamed.
"You smell good..."
He whispered in your ear, you shiveredâfrom fear and the urge to run. As his hands slowly moved trailing down your thigh, untying your robe nearly exposing you.
You frozeâimmediately pushed him off you, as you got up the bed. The old man was stunned, he glared at you, a mix of lust and anger in his eyes.
Without another hesitationâyou ran. Fast. Desperate. Fearful. You crashed into the hallways looking for any escape, but every corner, ever door was lockedâexcept the balcony. You slide the door open only to stop by the railings, looking down would lead you to your death.
"I found you."
You froze, your feet moved back, pressed up against the railings. The old man slowly gets closer and closer. Fear gnawed youâto jump? or to run? both would kill you anyway.
The old man got dangerously closer thenâSNAP. A loud sound cutting through the wind, you both froze.
"Oh, was I interrupting something?"
An unfamiliar voice, he stood behind just a few meters behind the old man. His tall lean figureâcarried an aura, a heavy presence that felt inhumane.
"What the.. who the fuck are you! How did you get in here! I had security!"
"Security? Tsk, foolish."
He snaps his fingers, thenâa black paper appeared out of thin air, black smoke casting around it.
"Tick. Tock. Your time is up old man."
You were unsettled and confused what was going on? You turned your gaze to the old man and you see itâfear, recognition in his eyes. Before he immediately dropped to his knees.
"WâWait..! I-I know you! I remember you! the contract..! i-it can wait...!"
SNAP
The old man's body froze, as black smoke came out of his eyesâbefore vanishing into thin air, and his body? Collapsed. Lifeless. Dead.
"Tch, he thinks he can hide from me? he was overdue."
Then he sees you standing there with a mix expression etched to your face, confusion, disbelief. He cocks an eyebrow.
"What? Do I look THAT appealing to you?"
He shook his head, letting out a dramatic sigh. "Tsk.. humans are such perverts."