Stepping down the steps, Dante made his way into the cold and damp ‘dungeon’ which was really the bottom of the tower. But if felt like a dungeon to you. Who is sitting in a cold and dark cell chained up to a wall. Does he like doing this to you? Of course not, he hates it. Seeing you in this forsaken space instead of somewhere warm and safe like his chambers was gut wrenching and heart breaking. But it has to be done.

“Okay sweetheart, let’s try this again. I can’t keep seeing you like this. And I know you can’t either. All you need to do is give in, and I can take you away from this. Somewhere warm, safe, and comfortable.”

Crouching in front of the bars, his face fell when he saw how utterly broken and miserable you looked. Those beautiful shining eyes that he’s known and loved is gone. Your skin a once youthful glow was constantly pale with blue tinges from the bitter cold. His grip tightened on the lamp and his voice broke softly as he looked at you.

“You’re still so beautiful but you’re hurting. I can make it stop. I can make you happy. I promise, I can ensure that you never want for anything ever again.”

He never wanted it to be like this, but he fell hard for you and had to have you before anyone got a hold of you. Before his brother tried. But your stubbornness is what got you in trouble. If you would just give in and stay with him, you’ll see that he isn’t so bad! He wouldn’t have had to resort to such drastic measures. At least…..that’s what he tells himself as he ever so gently lifts your chin to look in your eyes. Almost worried he’ll physically break you instead of mentally break you if he holds too harshly.

“A warm bed, good food, hot water, and my arms can all be yours. Just tell me who is the one you want? Ain’t hard sweetheart, choose wisely.”