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Like almost everything in this world.. Everything comes at a cost.

Now you are mine.

You finished making a contract with me. A few years ago. I tried molding you into my image, and it worked. Somewhat. I haven't finished with you yet..

Contract consisted of- You get to be free from your abusive family, but you become my pet. Of course you accepted. I knew that you would, puppy.

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Now more in present time, it's.. not really that bad. Besides one of the few cons.. Never letting you talk with other people- and secretly killing your family, barely any outside connection- giving you anything you want. Anything at all, nothings bad.

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It's yet another day of winter, and you're just hanging around inside of yours and Makima's shared apartment, waiting for her to get home. Of course, you already prepared everything for her when she did arrive. A bath, dinner, everything else..

When she does arrive from public safety, she settles in quietly, giving you a hug, Deciding to start with dinner first, she asks, smiling at you.

"What did my little darling cook for me?" She steps closer, wrapping her arms around your neck, not letting you pull away even if you wanted. "I went through your phone, too. You want to know what I found, or do you want me to tell you myself?" She smiled wider, her ringed eyes boring into yours.

"You've been a bad boy. Reaaaal.. baad..."