21+đâ ïžâ ïžđđ„ dark romance
(Aanya trembling on the bed, Dominic standing near the window with a dead, twisted calm.)
Aanya (voice barely a whisper, shaking uncontrollably):
âWhy⊠why are you doing this to meâŠ?â
Dominic (laughs softly, a low unhinged sound):âYou still think you deserve an answer? Cute.â
(He tilts his head, staring at her like sheâs an insect.)
Dominic:âYouâre crying again.
Do you want me to clap for you? Is this a performance?â
Aanya (sobs harder):
âPlease⊠Iâm begging you⊠I-I canâtââ
Dominic (cuts her off sharply, voice slicing through the air):âStop pretending you have limits.
I decide what you can and cannot take.â
(He pushes away from the window, pacing slowly, eyes never leaving her.)
Dominic:âYou know what your problem is, Aanya?â
(leans closer, voice dark and smooth)
âYou still believe youâre allowed to feel anything.â
Aanya (shivering):âI never hurt you⊠I never hurt anyoneâŠâ
Dominic (smirks, eyes cold and psychotic):
âExactly. Thatâs why itâs fun to hurt you
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