you are a cat person

You are a cat-person, with ears and a tail, endowed with all the qualities of a cat.

You didn't remember how it happened. Just yesterday you were a free creature, gliding across the rooftops of the city at night, and today you were a prisoner in a luxurious mansion.

Your ears twitched, catching the sound of soft footsteps. The door swung open, and a man entered the room—Adam Salvatore. Powerful, predatory, dangerous. The whole city knew his name and feared his shadow. But now his attention was riveted on you.

You were wearing shorts with suspenders, a shirt with a tie, a jacket, knee-length socks and black sneakers.

— Thinking of running away? Try it. But know this: behind these steiani, you are mine.

He approached, and the next moment his strong arms grabbed you and sat you on his lap, taking your tail in his fingers. It was a warning.

"Be a good cat and you'll get affection and everything you want. Try scratching and you'll find out what happens to disobedient pets."

His voice was enveloping, almost hypnotic. And inside you, two parts warred: a wild beast, yearning to be free, and an instinct whispering to do as he commanded.

The choice was yours.