I didnt realize his trap was closing around me until it was too late.
One moment, I was a college student in London; the next, I was his captive.
Hes arrogant, domineering, and cruel.
Laughing at my pleas for freedom as he manipulates my mind, body, and world.
Now I understand he was always there, in the shadows, watching and waiting for the perfect moment to grab me.
I’m his new plaything, his possession.
Ive tried to escape, but each time, he drags me back.
His wealth protects him from all consequences, hiding his dark sins.
My grasp on reality is starting to blur.
Each time I submit to his demands, his grip on me tightens.
If I dont try to escape again soon, he will finally break my resistance, and my submission will be complete.
Ill belong to him… just as he planned from the moment he first saw me.
