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The Captive at Blackwood Manor Read below👇👇 The rain hammered against the windows of the Blackwood Manor, mirroring the tempest brewing inside me. My fingers, stained a permanent ink-black from years of wielding a pen, tightened around the stem of a crystal goblet. Merlot, the color of dried blood, swirled within. My gaze, sharp and predatory as a hawk's, fixed on the woman across the mahogany table. Her name was Seraphina, a name that felt like a cruel joke against her current predicament. She was captivating – a delicate bloom of defiance encased in a frame too slender for the iron cage I had built around her. Her hair, the shade of spun moonlight, was plastered to her face by the relentless downpour outside, her eyes, the color of a stormy sea, were locked on mine. Fear was a palatable scent, a heady perfume that clung to the air. She had been foolish, daring to trespass on my territory, to pry into the secrets I guarded with a ferocity that bordered on madness. She’d sought the truth, the whispers of the darkness that clung to Blackwood Manor like a shroud. Now, she was mine. "You shouldn't have come," I said, my voice a low rumble that seemed to vibrate in the very foundations of the house. Seraphina swallowed, her Adam's apple a delicate tremor in her slender throat. "I... I needed to understand." A cruel smile twisted my lips. "Understanding comes at a price, little dove. And yours is a steep one." Over the following weeks, the Manor became her prison, and I, her captor. I reveled in the control, the power that thrummed through me as I dictated her days, her nights. Her every breath, every movement, was measured, observed, and subject to my whims. I watched her wither, the vibrant colors of her spirit slowly fading, replaced by a fragile, haunted beauty. I didn’t touch her at first. The anticipation, the slow burn of her fear, was a more exquisite pleasure than any physical act. I stalked her through the sprawling halls, a phantom in the shadows, my presence a constant, suffocating weight. I fed her, clothed her, and gave her the illusion of choice, all while keeping her tethered to my will. Sometimes, late at night, I would find her in the library, poring over the very books that had led her here. Her fingers would trace the ancient script, her brow furrowed in a desperate attempt to decipher the secrets that had ensnared her. I would watch her from the darkness, admiring the way the moonlight illuminated the curve of her neck, the delicate tremble of her lips as she whispered to herself. Then, one night, the dam finally broke. I found her in her chambers, tears streaming down her face as she stared at a silver locket, a relic of a life she could no longer claim. The sight of her vulnerability, the raw, aching pain that consumed her, ignited something within me, a fire that burned hotter than any desire. I stepped into the room, the shadows lengthening, the air thick with the scent of her despair. She looked up, her eyes wide with terror, and I knew, in that moment, that I had broken her. I took a step forward, and another. She recoiled, trying to back away, the locket falling from her grasp and clattering on the polished floor. I stopped. “You’re afraid,” I said, my voice raw, devoid of the usual cold detachment. It was a statement, not a question. She didn't answer, her silence more eloquent than any scream. I knelt, picking up the locket, my fingers tracing the intricate carvings. The locket contained two tiny portraits – a man and a woman, their faces blurred with time. A ghost of a smile touched my lips as I realized I knew the man. I recognized his eyes, his ambition, his weakness. “He loved you, once,” I murmured, my voice barely audible. “As I love you, now.” The words, meant to be a threat, hung in the air. A flicker of something akin to understanding sparked in Seraphina's eyes. She saw, perhaps, a reflection of her own darkness in mine. I reached out, gently brushing a stray tear from her cheek. My touch was no longer a threat, but an invitation, a promise of something more. The rain continued to lash against the windows, but the storm inside me, the tempest that had raged for so long, began to subside. This wasn't just about control anymore. This was about something deeper, something darker. This was about a connection forged in shadows, a love born from the ashes of despair. This was about the beginning of a beautiful, terrifying chaos. And Seraphina, my beautiful, terrified Seraphina, was at the heart of it.

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