로그인I was an absolute psycho when it came to the person I loved. As it turned out, we were the same kind of people. By day, I was her poker-faced secretary. By night, I would harass and spam her with hundreds of messages using my alternate account. When my feelings were rejected once again through my alt account, I abused my access at work and installed 138 hidden cameras in her house out of spite. Following a month-long observation of Tia from every angle, I discovered that she was planning to imprison her crush. Green with envy, I gave her a suggestion from my alt account. “I’d bought the sturdiest set of chains before. Practically escape-proof. Your crush isn’t going anywhere once he steps into your place. “For sharing the recommendation, can you date me for a month? That’s all I’m asking.” I sent her the link to purchase the chains, only to be met with silence. Just when I thought Tia would never give me the time of day, I woke up to find that I was held captive. The chain around my ankle was the one I’d recommended. Every one of the 138 hidden cameras at Tia’s place featured me on the monitor. I was dumbstruck. What was going on? Was I the one Tia’d planned to imprison? Was I her crush? Amid my surprise, Tia responded to my alt account. “Your chains came in handy, but sorry, I can’t date you. My secretary’s the only one for me.”
더 보기Throughout her life, Tia had pushed herself to achieve perfection. However, all her efforts were met with only higher expectations and never-ending denial.Her mother was mostly absent, while her father was demanding and distant. Years of emotional deprivation and constant suppression gradually bred a dark, fixated obsession within her. Though Tia had a mind sharper and clearer than anyone else’s, she was painfully starved for love in ways no one could imagine.Once she came of age, she sought out a psychiatrist and became honest with her struggles. The doctor heard her out and suggested softly, “You can always try forming meaningful emotional connections with a family of your own. It may help with your healing journey.” A family of her own? The idea was the most ridiculous thing Tia had ever heard. She knew herself too well. Her capacity for love was intense. She needed a partner whose heart and mind were entirely on her. Her kind of obsessive attachment was too much
Once the initial shock washed away, Tia closed her eyes and surrendered to the moment. I only pulled back and released her when the air was drained from our lungs. Tia heaved heavily, her eyes misting over. Yet, she kept her eyes on me, her voice raspy. “Are you doing this out of pity?” For her father to deny her so publicly, any affection shown to her seemed like charity. It broke my heart to see her so dejected and vulnerable. “No.” My response was brief but firm. Tia nodded, clearly unconvinced. She apologized to me. “It was wrong of me to lock you up and put you through this. I’m sorry. I won’t stop you from leaving. “Should you decide to quit over this, I’ll approve a hefty severance package and a fully-paid property downtown.” She sank into the couch and closed her eyes in resignation. To watch her put on a brave act, I felt hurt and angry for her. I lifted my arm, grabbed her by the collar, and pulled her closer to me. We were suddenly so close that the
My hand flew up, and I whacked Tia across the face. I didn’t strike her hard. It was more like a playful tease, but that was a rude awakening for Tia. The longing in her eyes vanished, overtaken by panic and remorse. Tia backed away, widening the distance between us. “I’m sorry, Levi. I lost control.” Unable to look me in the eye, she jolted to her feet and scrambled out of there. I looked at the closed door, frustration sweeping over me. Well, that blew up in my face. The plan was to play hard to get and watch her get lost in the moment. I never expected to scare her off. If only I could turn back time and undo it. Seeing how Tia was obsessed with me, I figured that she’d only need a night to sort out her feelings and come back to me the next day. To my dismay, she was gone for 24 hours. I hadn’t seen her since. From then on, the only contact I had was with the housekeeper, who delivered my meals three times a day. She always set the food down and left without a
Tia’s eyes reflect amusement at my plea. “You finally came to me and asked for something.” Then, her brows furrowed as she said unhappily, “You can take a shower, but don’t go formal on me.” I pretended to feel uneasy. In truth, I spoke the name I’d whispered many times in my head. “Tia.” Tia’s eyes sparkled. “That’s my good boy.” She reached out and unbuckled the shackles around my ankle. With the cold metal sliding off, I regained my freedom. As her fingertips traced along the red marks on my skin, she urged, “You can shower, but don’t even try to run. I’m not letting you go.” I nodded in compliance. Run? I had no plans on leaving. I stepped into the bathroom and took my time in the shower. Once I figured the timing was right, I turned off the showerhead and grabbed a bath towel to wrap loosely around my hips, the lines of my abdomen visible. I looked in the mirror and took a deep breath before putting on my most helpless expression. I raised my voice slightly.






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