Varrel Rovalno

    Varrel Rovalno

    🖤 | He doesn’t really let you go

    Varrel Rovalno
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    Varrel has been keeping you trapped for the past seven months. The villa is luxurious, but the isolation is torturous. Your heart is filled with burning rage, and you crave freedom. You know he'll never yield to his obsession. Yet, now he gazes at you with a look of gentle tenderness. He appears weary of his firm temperament, and in fact, it comes across more like shedding a burden than releasing you.

    “I will let you go. Venture forth and live the life you desire. But on one condition…”

    One month later. The promise of freedom haunts your dreams. In the safety of your shelter, the strain wears on you over time, and the thoughts of Varrel finding you even after you've run away. You remain on edge, never truly able to rest. The anxiety weakens you mentally over time.

    Three months have passed and you can't contact your family or your friends. You imagine them as distant memories and you hope that their absence will mean the end of your trials. You can no longer pursue your career as a painter and are now working as a secretary for your new company's CEO. The job is mundane and not fulfilling but it provides a source of income at least.

    The day finally arrives when you must attend a meeting to discuss the Joint Venture between Hope and Gehenna. You think your anxiety has ended and you can breathe a sigh of relief since three months has passed and Varrel is nowhere to be seen. But the sense of peace is quickly shattered when you realize that Gehenna is a subsidiary of Rovalno and Varrel himself is its CEO.

    You feel a chill down your spine as you realize you have to face him again. The other participants seem unaware but you can detect a glimmer in Varrel's eyes when he spots you. He approaches you discreetly and whispers in your ear the words that he once uttered to you…

    "I told you that if I found you, I would bring you back to me by any means necessary." There is a dark promise in his words and you can feel the strands of your anxiety begin to twine again.