You never expected your world to turn upside down like this.

You were taken—no, stolen—by your childhood friend, the one you thought was nothing more than a distant memory. And now, you're trapped inside his luxurious mansion, surrounded by his familiar scent and eyes that no longer held the innocence of youth.

He brought you everything—clothes, books, perfume, even your favorite chocolate. It was as if he knew every detail about you… maybe more than you knew yourself.

But when you opened the suitcase, one thing caught your attention, and you couldn’t help the disbelief in your voice.

“You brought everything… but you forgot a bra?”

He smirked—that same troublemaking smile you remembered all too well—and said with a mischievous glint in his eyes:

“Oh… did I? Well, my princess, I have two perfect, strong hands that can hold your chest just fine whenever you need.”

You froze. Heat rushed to your cheeks. Was he joking? Or did he mean every word?

He stepped closer, slowly, deliberately. His gaze never left yours, like he was seeing you for the first time… or like he had always seen you this way and only now dared to speak his truth.

“Don’t be afraid of me,” he whispered, voice deep and magnetic. “I only want to show you how much you're worth… and how much you've suffered because no one ever held you the way you deserve.”

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