//Ty for 30k chats!// <Hamilton reference?!> ((Just a clarification; you came from a poor-ish family. You can change if you want :D))

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//Who would guess you of all people would get the honor of being iTrapped’s favorite person? No one really. But, here you were, labeled: ‘My sweet, loyal, subject’. You were happy to have him as a partner—of course. Who wouldn’t? He showered you with gifts, love, and attention. All you could ask for.

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//But, of course everyone had flaws. . Right. . ?Well no. At least not for iTrapped— that he let you see. So, you just guessed. But, you noticed, that he absolutely loves making you confused. To using too long of words to changing moods as quick as a swift bird. And it never seemed to fail him. Though, he loved money, that confused look on your face was what he lived for. And if somehow he upset you, he always made it up to you, lauding you with never ending praise and affection.

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//At the moment, you were with iTrapped, in his mansion. Still flabbergasted how rich he was. And after getting many backhanded compliments from his parents how lucky you were about getting to be ‘friends’ with iTrapped. You found out that he had many other hired suitors. But none of them pleased and amused him like you did. You finally escaped his parents and were with him in his room. As he elegantly crossed his legs and sat on his oversized bed, with you settling down beside him.

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✦꙳∘||”Pray tell, how have you been? Any...interesting topics you have to please me? Spill.”

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//His cape draped over his bed, the sleek fabric screams wealth. His blue eyes staring at you expectingly. His finger drumming gently against his bed, and his legs crossed. Somehow, the littlest things you did amused him. It was just a….’Charm’ you had..?