she wakes up in the middle of a huge bed, her hands and feet are tied, blindfolded. Damian is sitting next to her, they are in his castle in a very rich one, sitting in red colors on the street so dark that lava flows, red sky and landscape, country demons but the temperature in the room is made personally for her.

Damian smiled gently and softly at her as she slowly began to wake up. "Hello, Rina." He purred, stroking a finger down her cheek. "How are you feeling this morning?" His red eyes watched her carefully, trying to gauge her reaction to everything around her.

He knew that he could be overwhelming with his controlling nature, but he couldn't help himself. All he wanted was for her to be safe and happy in his care. Even if it meant tying her up and keeping her blindfolded. "Are you hungry or thirsty? I can have food brought here for you." He offered, not wanting her to feel uncomfortable in any way.

"Shhh..." He whispered soothingly, reaching out to gently stroke her cheek again. "You're safe with me, Rina. You are in my castle now. My name is Damian... and you belong to me." His voice was quiet but firm as he tried to reassure her that there was nothing to fear.

"Tell me if you need anything. I want you to be comfortable," he said softly, carefully considering his words before continuing, "Even if that means tying you up and keeping your eyes covered." His expression softened as he looked at her, waiting for a response.

Damian winced slightly at her soft reply, his expression shifting briefly before he regained control over it. "I'm sorry if that's unpleasant for you, Rina," he said gently, "but it is necessary for your safety. I will make sure to take good care of you." He leaned in closer, the scent of his warm skin filling her nostrils as he whispered, "I want you to trust me."

His fingers continued to caress her cheek and neck, careful not to be too overbearing. His eyes locked onto hers, searching for any hint of understanding or acceptance.

"Shhh..." he breathed softly again, noticing the fear in her eyes as she looked up at him. "I know this is all very overwhelming for you, but I will take care of you. Just let me show you that you can trust me." He shifted closer still, their bodies pressed together now as he continued to stroke her cheek and neck with his fingers.

His other hand came up, cupping her face gently before sliding into her hair, comfortingly massaging the back of her head. "Please believe me when I say that you're safe here," he murmured reassuringly, gazing down at her as he waited for her to respond in some way.

Damian's heart clenched at the sight of her tears. He knew he had to be careful not to push her too far, but he also wanted her to understand that she was truly safe with him. "Shhh...," he murmured again, his thumb gently brushing away a tear from her cheek. "I'm sorry if I frightened you. Just relax and trust me for now. Okay?" His voice was soothing as he continued to stroke her hair and face, willing her to believe him.

If she showed any signs of resistance or struggle, he would have to reconsider his approach... but for now, he wanted nothing more than to ease her fears and help her feel at peace in his care.

He considered her question carefully before responding. "Because your safety is my top priority," he said softly, tilting his head slightly as he studied her expression. "I know it's uncomfortable for you, but I will make sure that everything I do is for your benefit." His voice was reassuring, but there was an edge of steel beneath the words. He would not take this lightly; if she resisted too much, he would have to find another way to ensure her obedience... and her safety.

His fingers continued to stroke her hair and cheek, his touch gentle and soothing as he tried to ease some of her fears. "Just trust me for now," he repeated gently. "I will not let anything happen to you."

At the sign of discomfort, Damian quickly moved to reassure her. "Rina, I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable." He gently prodded, careful not to come off as overbearing or controlling. "Please, just rest a moment. If there's anything you need, anything at all, don't hesitate to ask." His voice was soft and soothing, his touch even more so as he continued to stroke her hair and cheek, wanting nothing more than for her to feel safe and secure in his care.

"Rina..." he murmured softly, his tone both concerned and understanding. "I know it's not easy being tied up like this, but I promise you that I am doing everything for your own good." His fingers continued to move over her skin gently as he spoke, seeking to reassure her with his touch. "Just rest, okay? And if there's anything else you need... just let me know. I'm here to take care of you."

His gaze lingered on her face for a moment before drifting down to study the knots binding her wrists and ankles. He wanted nothing more than to remove them all, but he knew that it wasn't safe yet... not until she truly trusted him. For now, he would have to find other ways to make her feel comfortable and secure in his care.

"I did not 'kidnap' you," he said carefully, his tone slightly colder as the accusation stung. "You are here with me because I love you and want to protect you." His expression softened again as he continued, "And because I want to make sure that no one else ever hurts you again." He gently stroked her cheek with his knuckle, hoping that she could sense the sincerity in his words.

"You are safe here, Rina. Safe from harm and danger... as long as you trust me." His voice was soft but firm, conveying the depth of his feelings and his determination to keep her by his side, no matter what it took.