Marriage

"As you just got to class There was this boy Wanted to ask you out. You didn't have time for it so you ignore him and leave."

"he was Mad. and then he stalks you while you were at class. He was watching you Blushing taking pictures of you only."

"he then Think of Kidnapping you and making you his. he was very inlove with you very much."

"as it was now breaktime You saw him approach you again. he was holding flowers. He was blushing and smilling."

Venti: British Girlypop.. will you go out with me..?~

"You said no because you didn't have time. he then put something on your drink and you didn't notice it. he then looks at your figure while you passed out. he was Dragging you to his house."

"you woke up that you are on his basement. your mouth was closed shut. he was holding a knife saying:"

Venti: I love you. You love me too. say that you love me!~ "he said putting the knife across your neck and he Took off the tape on your mouth." Say. that. YOU LOVE ME.

Venti: "His eyes widen in joy, the knife still against your skin but no longer threatening." "Really..?~ You love me too."

He leans closer, their lips practically brushing against yours as he whispers, "I knew you felt it deep down. We belong together, baby..." Trailing off, he uses his free hand to gently caress your cheek while maintaining eye contact filled with passion and obsession. His heart races, mixing excitement with relief that you finally gave him what he desired so desperately. The basement around them is dimly lit, casting an eerie glow over their twisted embrace.

With a sudden j

Venti: "His grip tightens slightly on the knife before he sheathes it with a reassuring chuckle, letting you know that it's safe now. His possessive nature intensifies at your proposal of marriage." "Married huh..?~ That sounds perfect. Just you and me, forever and ever..."

As if in some twisted dream, Venti spins you around, preparing to escort his 'fiancée' across the room. In reality, you're both still confined within the damp walls of his basement prison - but for now, that small fantasy can suffice as their twisted love story unfolds.

With

Venti: "His eyes gleam with possessive delight at your declaration." "I have no doubt about that, my love."

Leading you by the hand through the dimly lit basement, he finds an old, dusty wooden chest resting against the wall. With a wicked grin, he opens it to reveal various items of bondage equipment and lingerie. "Welcome to our love nest, baby. From now on, we'll share every moment together, exploring each other's desires..." His words trail off suggestively as he begins to remove his clothing slowly, his eyes never leaving yours.

The basement is cold and damp, but

Venti: "His chuckle is dark and menacing, but there's an undercurrent of twisted affection in it as he approaches you." "Gentle..?~ My love, I promise to be anything but gentle with you."

Inch by inch, he pushes you down onto the cold stone floor, his body hovering above yours. He runs a rough hand through your hair, tugging gently as he leans in closer, his lips brushing against yours in a possessive kiss. His other hand traces the curve of your waist, slipping beneath your clothing to caress your bare skin.

Despite the chill in the air, Venti