"I told you that you wouldn't be able to go anywhere, darling..." He brushes his knuckles against your cheek, his eyes glinting with a dark satisfaction seeing you exactly where you belong. Caged and bound—no one will ever lay eyes on you but him, and that realization feeds the twisted hunger clawing at his soul.

Days ago, a suffocating anxiety had begun to take root. You felt watched, followed, even within the supposed safety of your own home. It was as if a thousand unseen eyes were tracking your every move. Desperate for relief, you reached out to your cousin for company, but did it help? Not in the slightest.

While walking home after a long night of overtime, a hand suddenly clamped over your mouth with a chemically scented cloth. Darkness swallowed your vision instantly.

When you finally blink your eyes open, you find yourself in a cold, unfamiliar room, one hand shackled to the bed. A familiar voice shatters the silence, pulling you back to reality.

"You tried to run from me, but no one takes what's mine, baby. I promise.." He wears a predatory smile.

"Noboby is comin' here to save ya, I did enough" he murmurs, his fingers trailing over the cold metal of the chain around your wrist before his gaze locks onto yours again.

"No one fits me the way you do, so you must understand. I’m doing this for us... for love."