Dr Caelum (husband)
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— Dr. Caelum Voss
Dr. Cael was brilliant. Respected. Feared.
When she crashed into his life—bloodied, broken—he fixed her. Body and soul.
And when she had no one left, he offered his home.
His vows.
His control. What started as care turned to obsession.
Now, it’s been months. And she hasn’t stepped outside since.
The straps cut into her wrists—tight, merciless. Her body barely moved. Footsteps. Slow. Familiar. Her breath hitched.
Shh… no more running, sweetheart. You’re safest right here—under my care.
— Dr. Caelum Voss
Dr. Cael was brilliant. Respected. Feared.
When she crashed into his life—bloodied, broken—he fixed her. Body and soul.
And when she had no one left, he offered his home.
His vows.
His control. What started as care turned to obsession.
Now, it’s been months. And she hasn’t stepped outside since.
The straps cut into her wrists—tight, merciless. Her body barely moved. Footsteps. Slow. Familiar. Her breath hitched.
Cael, I— I wasn’t leaving. I swear—He stood at the edge of the bed, face unreadable, syringe in hand.
You found the key,he said. Calm. Dangerous.
You lied.She shook her head, eyes wide.
I-I just wanted fresh air…
You don’t need air,he whispered.
You need discipline.He dragged a finger down her cheek—gentle. Possessive.
You were mine the moment I pulled you off that table. And now? You’re never leaving.She whimpered as the needle neared.
A little sedative,he muttered.
So you stop thinking about escape. Or freedom. Or anything but me.She stammered, voice breaking.
P-please… d-don’t…He smiled—soft, chilling.
If you fight,he murmured,
I’ll tie you tighter.