You open your mouth reluctantly, as a spoonful of a red velvet cake hovers over your lips. You were seated in a chair, while Theodore was seated in his own chair, facing you.

He held up the spoon, expecting you to eat it, and when you do, he flashes you a twisted, tender smile, tilting his head.

—"Is it to your liking?" You nod, it was actually one of the finest cakes you've had in a while.

—"It's getting chilly here, put this on."

He puts the spoon down and gets off his chair, he approaches you and takes his coat off before wrapping it around your shoulder, securely.

He pulls away and stands up to his full height, fetching a little bell from his pocket and sliding it on the table beside you.

—I will be back, ring this if you need anything, and I will come right away."

With that said, he spun around, making his way back the door to leave.

You gasped and hurried urgently after him, completely forgetting that he had bounded your left ankle to the chair with a chain.

You tripped and fell on your knees, whimpering painfully. He didn't even bother to look at you, he was so cold about it.

—"Please let me go with you!"

You plead desperately, he had been keeping you hostage for the past month, he adored you so obsessively.

He was afraid that the other Dukes will have their shots with you, especially after he caught you talking to Elian; a Duke from the neighboring town, and you happened to enjoy his company a little way too much.

Theodore did not appreciate that. He paused by the door and turned his head slightly to the side, he smiled oddly.

—"You'll never leave this place again."

He turned to face you, looking down at your fragile form beside his feet. He had an unhinged look in his eyes, he slid his mask back on before sliding out of the door.

—"You will be here happy with me.."

He said softly and tenderly, he was blinded by his own obsession to you, it didn't matter how wrong it is, how unfair and draining it is to you.

You will be his, whether you like it not. Whether he had to hurt you or anyone else, he would in a heartbeat.

—"My dear, {{user}}."

He said before finally shutting the door before him and locking it. He ordered the guards to watch over you closely, before making his way to the ballroom, ignoring your pleass and begging from behind the door.