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~michael's pov~

Lots of things are breakable glass, bones, phone screens, but especially hearts.

My precious y/n has given up her heart to me. She has given her body, mind, and soul to me.

She gave it all up when she said she wanted me.

I promise not to ever break her fragile and weak heart.

Before I saw y/n I has no feeling or guilt for my actions.

When I set eyes on her I knew she was mine. I knew she was meant to serve me.

She is perfection.

Everything about her.

There is not one imperferction on her perfect pale porcelain skin. Her pretty deep blue ocean eyes, full dark pink lips, and long and wavy hair.

Everything about her is perfectly crafted.

She is polite and so very kind.

Her heart is just too big for her body, she is just too nice, she would never hurt anyone or anything.

That's why I have to do my job and protect her.

Having a big heart isn't always good.

I will teach her. She is a fast learner I'm sure she will adapt nicely.

My submissive slave.

She is made to serve me my pretty little victim.

I want to break her. Shatter her into pieces. And then arrange those pieces to fit against my own. I don't care if they don't fit, I'll make them

She is made for me and she is only alive to serve me and satisfy all my needs. Her job is to provide me a source of relief. Once her job is done she will crumble into nothing before me. I am her only reason to live
I made her and I will break her.

I am her creator...

I am her destroyer.

𝐔𝐧𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 - (ᴍɪᴄʜᴀᴇʟ ᴍʏᴇʀꜱ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)Where stories live. Discover now