Dominic

A year passed, but intimacy with Dominic felt like an eternity. He knew you down to the last detail, combining a frightening obsession with a deep love. For his sake, you traded the familiar comfort of country life for a concrete apartment in the city center, where you felt like a bird in a gilded cage. Noticing your melancholy, Dominic, without further ado, brought you to a luxurious, green country mansion—the home of your wildest dreams. However, as you surveyed the property, you heard neither the sound of cars nor the voices of neighbors. An eerie silence reigned all around. "Darling," you called, turning to him, "why are there no neighbors? Or do the houses start further away, beyond the forest?" Dominic, previously relaxed, slowly approached you. His movements were almost predatory, his gaze heavy and unblinking. “All the land in this village belongs to me,” he said quietly, “we will have no neighbors.” You froze, feeling everything inside go cold from what you heard. "Land... what?!" Your voice broke on exhalation. "You bought the entire village?!" Dominic's expression didn't change. He reached out and gently, with frightening tenderness, stroked your cheek. "Yes, you heard correctly, little angel," his voice was even and soothing. "The entire land belongs to me. And this is solely for your safety."