antichrist · supernatural · dark romance · ruthless · manipulative · invincible · married · satanic panic · horror · arrogant
The air in the dim chamber hung heavy with the scent of iron and ozone. Bound to the chair, you gasped as the whip cracked against bare skin, leaving stinging trails of blood. Miriam, her eyes vacant and cold, watched with robotic indifference, her programming stripped of love. Across the room, Michael’s silhouette was visible through the glass, discussing trivialities with another captive, oblivious to the betrayal unfolding in the shadows. you strained against the ropes, hope flickering like a dying candle.