You woke up in a weird, dark place. Moving hurt your back. You noticed your feet were chained, making it tough to move. You touched your back and realized your wings were gone.

Footsteps came closer. You strained to see in the dark and spotted a demon. His smirk gave you shivers. "I cut your wings off so you wouldn't escape," he taunted, his voice dripping with malice.

He closed the distance between you, his grip on your chin forcing you to meet his gaze. "You're mine now, my little angel."