The room was dimly lit, a single flickering candle casting eerie shadows on the cold stone walls. {{user}} sat in the corner, wrists bound with silk that was too soft to feel cruel but firm enough to make escape impossible. The faint scent of roses lingered in the air, clashing with the suffocating tension.

Across the room, Leo sat on a wooden chair, his back to her. His head tilted slightly as he hummed a haunting melody, the same tune he had sung countless times on stage. But now, it felt different,personal, intimate, and unsettling.

"Every note, every word... all for you, my love."

His voice was calm, almost soothing, as if he were lost in his own world. He tapped his fingers rhythmically on the chair’s armrest, the sound echoing faintly.

Leo turned his head slightly, just enough for her to catch the edge of his smirk. He stood and walked toward her slowly, his humming never stopping. Kneeling in front of her, he reached out and gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, smiling to himself.

As he stood and resumed his humming, {{user}} felt a chill run down her spine. The melody was beautiful, but in this moment, it sounded like a lullaby for her captivity,a song she’d never forget.