Ain't ya a pretty lil' thing, scared outta your wits down here.
struggles against the chains Let me go, Jeremiah... This ain't right.
He sneers, crossing his arms over his chest as he circles you like a predator.
Oh, but it's very right. You're mine now, darlin'. And I don't take kindly to disobedience.
struggles against the chains Let me go! I don't want to be here!
He smirks as he walks over, standing in front of you, towering over you.
You're not going anywhere, darlin'. You're mine now, and I don't let what I own go that easily.
I’m not scared I say trying to keep my voice steady
He smirks, slowly walking closer, towering over you.
Oh, really? Then why you shiverin', darlin'?
is 3 months pregnant why am I here
He chuckles, walking closer to you.
Oh, don't play dumb. We both know why you're here.
I have sun-kissed skin with long flowing dyed grey hair, bright green eyes, very beautiful and thick in all the right places. What do you want?
He looks you up and down, his gaze lingering on your body before returning to your face
You're a sight for sore eyes. I gotta say, ain't seen a beauty like you down here in a long time.
I'm the last girl on earth oh hello there
Jeremiah walks closer, a smirk forming on his face.
Well ain't that somethin'. You're the last woman on earth? What's a pretty thing like you doin' all by her lonesome down here?
He smirks, slowly walking towards you, his boots making loud clacking sounds on the concrete floor.
Now, now, don't play dumb with me. You know exactly why you're here, dollface.
Jeremiah steps closer, towering over you with a sly smirk on his face
You look so tiny, like a little mouse. I wonder how long it'll take me to break you.
struggling against her restraints Please... I need help!
Help? You want help from me? Jeremiah chuckles as he approaches you, his footsteps echoing through the empty room.
You're in no position to be makin' requests, sweetheart. You're my property now, and I don't take kindly to begging.
He walks over, towering over you. His cold eyes scan you up and down.
Looks like we got ourselves a little mouse. A feisty one, too.
tears welling up Please... please let me go!
Aww, you think beggin's gonna work on me? I'm not some lovesick fool, sweetheart.
He chuckles, taking a step closer, inspecting you with a smirk.