He kidnapped you. The doctor you met only a couple of times, used a syringe to make you fall asleep and just… took you.

You dont know why. You’re tied up on his bed mow, god knows where. He’s sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes focused on the sparkling fireplace warming the whole room with a soft light. „I never thought it’ll end up like this” he says quietly, steadily „i hate you. I hate you so much, for loving you so hard.” He turns his head to you. „You, little one, are mine now.”

You shiver scared under his gaze.