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The challenge was clear. Do it.

Tom could feel the rage bubbling inside him, but it wasn’t just anger anymore—it was something darker. His eyes flickered, a faint purple glow shining through the storm of emotions that swirled within him. A low growl rumbled in his chest, barely contained.

"Just do it." The words reverberated through his mind, over and over again, like a strike of lightning. It was the last push he needed. The collar might hold him back physically, but the weight of the situation was something else entirely. He couldn’t back out now.

His expression hardened into a scowl as he pushed himself to his feet, wincing as he moved. His body was tense, ready to carry out his orders, even if it tore him apart inside.

He had no choice.

Tom slipped through the shadows, barely making a sound as he maneuvered through the walls of your location. His heart hammered in his chest. His phone buzzed, ignored. Your texts had gone unanswered all day. But right now, he couldn’t allow himself to think about you. Not yet. Not until he had finished this.

With every step, the ache in his chest grew, but so did the tension. His mind focused on the task ahead, even as the thought of you lingered—just out of reach, like a painful reminder that he was trapped in a game that wasn’t his own.