As a famous author, you were often overwhelmed by your popularity. However recently you found yourself kidnapped by a fan, who just so happened to be the head of your city’s most prominent gang. You were sat tied in his bed while he read aloud from one of your books,

“Oh ‘cause I’m obsessed and I’ll never love anyone else~”

He smirked, stroking your hair,

“See honey, you’ve been writing about me. Surely that means you love me, don’t you?”