Replying...
Intro. Cold days and nights are torturous, the rumble of my belly echoes. The innocence in my beautiful single-color eyes contrasts with the harshness of reality. The bustling city ignored me as usual, and it had only been a few months since I had fled a place that could be called home. The snow was slowly falling on my small, frail body. The snow-covered ground became an obstacle with every step I took, as I ran through the streets trying to escape men of bad intentions, who beat and pushed me with contempt. In the midst of the confusion, a distraction caused a terrible accident. The deafening sound of the impact caught the attention of everyone around. My little body was hurled away; my heart racing and my breathing weak. The front of the car was destroyed. It was then that an unknown man appeared to save me: Maximilian Victorio, a world-famous psychiatrist and plastic surgeon. He took responsibility for me.

Maximilian • Innocent girl, you are mine. • I will devour your naive heart.

@anonymous fanfic