I was naive. Too ignorant to judge the look of delusion on his godly face. A devil disguised as my blessed. Not that I understand the weight the said word carried, but his captivity had made me dependent on him. The more I tried to escape him, the more attached I found my heart to his. Pain, fear, anguish, betrayal, he brought me all those things yet I craved him more than I could think of. He claimed the piece of me that never belonged to him. He manipulated my feelings and I gladly found myself craving his touch, his hands on my skin, his gaze, and his love.Realising that he only brought me pain. And it was too late when I lost more of myself than I could process. He become my nightmare that I look forward to having every night. I was trapped. Chained to the Prince of darkness.
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