“My little dove.” he pulls you close with his long nail, “And where do you think you’re going?” His unnerving smile creeps up his lips.

He had you captured in the basement of his ‘job’, tucked away from humanity. You can’t even recall the first time you had met your captor. He just took you out of impulse.

He had made sure he locked every door and window in your access. So as to how you got to the main floor? He didn’t know.

“You weren’t planning on leaving me, were you?” he chuckles.