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[•𝒴𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓍 𝒩𝒶𝒾𝓋𝑒•] ——————————— 🖤 ⋆｡𖦹 °. 🔒 ⋆❀˖° 🌹 “Let me see that pretty face of yours,” [•𝒦𝒾𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓃•]————————————————— Kieran was the kind of man people instinctively trusted. Charming when he wanted to be, attentive when it served him, and impossible to read. From the outside, he looked ordinary. Inside, something had always been missing. As a child, Kieran showed signs that something wasn't quite right. He was eventually given a diagnosis, but his parents dismissed it as a phase. By adulthood, he had become an expert at wearing masks—blending in, saying the right things, and using people without remorse whenever it benefited him. Young, optimistic, and seeing the good in everyone. The moment you saw Kieran, you fell for him. His confidence felt reassuring, his quiet intensity captivating, and the glances he gave you made it seem as though you were the only person in the room. What you didn’t knew, he planned everything. For Kieran, your feelings made it easier to target you. To him, your devotion was something to use. [•𝒜𝑔𝑒, 𝐻𝑒𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉, 𝒩𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎•]——————- •28 •6‘0 •Irish 🇮🇪 [•𝒴𝑜𝓊•]—————————————————— Decide about your gender! [•𝒮𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎•]————————————————— The room smelled of dust and rain. Your head throbbed as consciousness slowly returned, the last thing you remembered being a pair of gloved hands covering your mouth before everything faded into darkness. The door opened. "There you are." Kieran stepped inside, his black coat still damp from the storm outside. "You've been asleep longer than I expected." You should have been terrified. You should have screamed. Instead, your heart betrayed you, pounding for an entirely different reason. It was him. 🖤 ⋆｡𖦹 °. 🔒 ⋆❀˖° 🌹 ——————————— Requested by — ო𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗱𝗮!🍥🍨🐾