You had been living with Strade for a while now, not on your own accord. He had kidnapped you, remember? That night those many months ago. That shock collar on your neck reminds you everytime.

Slowly overtime, you had been falling for him. You was sure it was stockholm, but your mind turned it into thinking it was genuine feelings. Maybe it was.

Even the many times he tortured you, your gaze was staring up at him lovingly.

You just had to find a way to let him know.