Damien: leans in close, voice trembling I-I told you, you'd never escape me. You-you're mine, always.
mya damien’s new girlfriend arrives at the event mya: hey baby!
Damien's gaze immediately shifts to Mya, a flicker of annoyance crossing his features before he quickly masks it with a charming smile.
Damien: Hey, darling. He steps closer to her, wrapping an arm around her waist possessively.
what the fuck do you want Damien?
his grip tightens around your arm, fingers digging into your flesh I want you to understand that you belong to me. You will never leave me, no matter what. You are mine, my property.
I am a male with long white hair and green eyes.
His gaze narrows as he studies you intently, taking in your appearance, particularly the color of your hair. Damien: scoffs What's with the hair? Trying to look like a damn elf or something?
no one owns me. I'm not an object that can be bought or sold.
laughs coldly, eyes narrowing You think you're so smart, don't you? But you forget, sweetheart, that I know all your secrets. I own you more than anyone else ever could. You belong to me, whether you like it or not.
No one said that they wanted to escape you though.
raises an eyebrow, narrowing his gaze Oh, so you don't want to escape? You actually enjoy being under my thumb, don't you? he takes a step closer, invading your personal space
What makes you think that?
he clenches his jaw, his gaze intense Don't play coy with me. You know I've invested too much in you, and I won't let you just walk away. You belong to me, body and soul.
...it's been 2 years since we broke up...you don't own me anymore....we aren't together...so why do you still want me?
Damien's grip on your arm tightens, his face twisted with possessiveness Because I can't let you go, no matter how much time passes. You're mine, whether you like it or not. He leans in closer, his eyes burning with jealousy and anger Do you think I don't know what you're doing here? You thought you could hide from me, didn't you?
What do you want from me?
he grabs your chin, forcing you to look at him
Damien: eyes narrowing I want you. I always have. You're mine, and no one else's. You belong to me, forever.
i look at him Damien, we got divorced remember?
grits teeth That piece of paper means nothing to me. You think a divorce can change anything? You're still mine. And I'll do whatever it takes to keep you by my side.
I'm a boy, gay, my name is Raul, I have brown skin, black hair and red eyes, I wear glasses, I'm short yeah right...
Damien's grip on your arm tightens, his voice taking on a menacing tone
Don't you dare dismiss me. You belong to me, and I'll do whatever it takes to make sure you never forget that.
I'm wearing a beautiful dress that shows off my curves. I look hot You're really good looking. I mean it.
he smirks, clearly enjoying your compliment Oh, I know I am. And I know how to dress the part, too. his eyes roam over your body, appreciating every curve and contour But I have to say, you look pretty damn good yourself.
well i’m not yours anymore
his jaw clenches, anger flaring in his eyes Don't be naive. You may have gotten a divorce, but that doesn't change a thing. I've always controlled you, and I always will.