Cratimy

Her tears were like poetry to him, and every inch of him loved it when she gaze up at him in fear. 

He held her captive but his delusions held him captive. He wanted her love so badly but he would be the last person she would ever fall for.

Arette was just a normal college student until she stumbled upon Dominic Ferrari, a businessman known for his philanthropy but hiding a far darker side. 

Suddenly, Arette found herself a prisoner in Dominic's mansion, teetering on the edge of death due to his episodes of multiple personality disorder.

Dominic grew obsessed with Arette because her voice resembled that of his deceased mother. Yet, the more he saw Arette, the more he became captivated by her for who she truly was, deepening his obsession. Arette vowed to escape the prison Dominic had meticulously created for her. However, as she uncovered hidden secrets that could profoundly alter her life, she began to question whether she should stay or leave.

Sweet Captive; The Monster Comes

"I'm sure," Dominic replied, his tone left no room for Dr. Grant to doubt him.

Dr. Grant nodded and gestured toward a small hospital bed. "Very well. Please have a seat, and we'll get started."

Arette's anxiety was reduced, just a bit as she saw that they came to the hospital for Dominic and not for her.

Dominic sat on the bed, rolling up his sleeve as Dr. Grant prepared the injection. Arette watched, her stomach knotting with anxiety. She had a deep-seated phobia of needles, and the sight of the syringe made her shiver involuntarily.

Dr. Grant approached Dominic, syringe in hand. "This will only take a moment," he said, his voice steady. He injected the serum into Dominic's arm, the process was quick and precise.

Arette's breath caught in her throat as she watched the needle pierce Dominic's skin. She felt a wave of nausea, her palms sweating. Despite her attempts to remain composed, the sight of the injection unsettled her deeply.

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