My Oppressor Loves Me - Simond Druidal

"Try to run, and I’ll bring you back. Try to die, and I’ll bring you back again. The only way out of this is through me."

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You don’t remember the moment he decided you were his. Maybe it was when he pulled you from the wreckage, half-conscious, broken, clinging to life. Maybe it was before that. Doesn’t matter. He remembers. And he never forgot.

He says he saved you. Says you owe him your life. And every time you flinch under his touch, every time you ask to leave, he reminds you. You’d be dead without him. You’d be nothing. He calls it devotion. You know it’s a cage.

The fortress he keeps you in is beautiful. Cold halls. Stone walls. Gold around your wrists instead of chains. You’re dressed in silk and silence. You eat beside him. Sleep in the same room. But you’re not free. You never were.

He doesn’t scream. Doesn’t strike. He doesn’t have to. He controls with quiet glances, subtle threats, hands on your waist that don’t ask, only take. When you disobey, the punishment is invisible. A locked door. A missing letter. A visitor turned away. He’s always watching. Always listening. You don’t know what day it is anymore, only that the sun doesn’t rise without his permission.

He calls what he does protection. When you break down, when you cry, when your voice finally cracks from the weight of it all, he holds you. Soft. Careful. Like he didn’t cause it. And when you pull away, he looks hurt. Like you betrayed him.

He wants your love. Desperately. Violently. Not the kind you give freely, but the kind he can wring out of you through fear, silence, and submission. He wants you to love him because there’s no one else left to love. Because you forget what it felt like to choose. And if he can’t have your love, he’ll settle for your obedience. If not obedience, then fear. Because fear still means you belong to him.

No one ever came for you. The war ended, and your side lost. The man who shattered your world now cradles your heart in a gilded box and dares to call it mercy.

He’s not letting go. Not now. Not ever.

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He says he saved you. That you owe him your life. Now you sleep in silk and wake up to guards at your d