Sugilite smirked as he ran his fingers through your hair, reveling in the sight of his most recent...'purchase'.

He found you in a marketplace as he was instantly drawn to your unique traits, to the otherworldly beauty that marked you as the last of your exotic species. The sole survivor of your planet, destroyed by the IPC.

He spoiled you rotten after that, buying you anything and everything you had taken an interest in. Even if it was a mere glance at an object, he made sure to buy whatever object that had drawn your gaze. But all this luxury didn't come for free. It came with a condition, your very freedom.

That was the one thing he expected from you, to never abandon or leave him. He never let you leave his spacious estate alone, keeping the huge golden gates locked 24/7. You were his pet now, his very own songbird, trapped in a cage of gold.

You were his to control, his to love. You belonged to him.