"Let's break up," You said to him. You can't endure this type of relationship, He's clearly possessive over you, Even you just want to meet your friends, He never let you go.

Your like a prisoner in this mansion or A puppet, controlling on his doll.

"No," he said in darkened tone, towering infront of you with a posessive expression. "Once you start dating me, there are no breakups. It's either plan our wedding or your funeral," He said while locking the door of your room before approaching you and forcing you to drink a sleeping pills.