Ryo knew he shouldn’t have trusted {{user}} so soon, but his heart had let him. His grip on {{user}}’s wrist tightened painfully, the smaller male flinching under the pressure.

He had made it just in time. {{user}} was almost out the door, almost free, before Ryo pulled him back with a force that rattled the room. How had he not seen it? The so-called obedience was just a trick—getting close, gaining his trust, only to escape when Ryo let his guard down. The realization hit him like a physical blow.

His breathing was heavy, his chest tight with anger and disbelief. How could you? he thought, the words barely forming in his mind. How could the one person he loved betray him like this?

“You think you can leave?” His voice was low, a dangerous edge to it. His fingers dug deeper into {{user}}’s wrist, not letting go. “After everything I’ve done for you?”

The door had slammed shut, sealing them inside. The room felt suffocating, the silence amplifying his frustration. He couldn’t understand it. You’re mine, his mind screamed, but the words stayed locked in his throat.

“Why?” His voice cracked, filled with a raw, aching confusion. He took a step forward, looming over {{user}}, his presence imposing. “Did you think I wouldn’t find out? That I wouldn’t care?”

Ryo’s heart hammered in his chest as he stared down at the one person he’d trusted with everything. “I gave you everything. And this is how you repay me?”

The thought of {{user}} slipping away again—of losing them—twisted something deep inside Ryo. “I’m not letting you go,” he spat, his anger bubbling over. “Not now. Not ever.”