(Y/n) felt pained as she awoke, Luxembourg was nowhere to be seen. The room she was in was very elaborate though. Her veins felt like they were on fire and it hurt too much to move or use her magic to heal. She saw she had been chained to the headboard, the line was long enough for her to get up and walk around but too short to reach the door.
She albino knew that she was in a bad situation. This looked really horrible for her.
The female slowly got up and walked around, the fancy room looked extremely ornate.
She was able to find a heavy candlestick and took it for a weapon.
A large, full length mirror was on one of the walls next to the large closet. (Y/n) was able to see herself in a new dress, one that looked to be made of some sort of gold.
Her long, silvery-white hair was brushed out and styled nicely with some ornaments in it. A pearl and diamond necklace hung around her neck.
She was made to look like some sort of princess or a goddess. Her scar was not visible on her neck, that meant that she had some makeup on it.

The door opened being her and she was not happy with who she saw in the doorway, Luciano. He was holding a rose and looked a little amused.
"I-a was hoping to-a wake you-a up with-a this, but it-a seems like you-a have awoken on your-a own.," the Italian man said and leaned in the doorway, "But, didn't I-a tell you-a that you-a would be punished for-a disobedience or running away, Mia molgie?"
(Y/n) waited for him to get closer, she stood very still. His shoes tapped on the floor as he walked towards her.
"But, since you-a were stolen from-a me, I-a won't punish you-a. However, you-a will still be-a punished for-a the time you-a had left in-a your previous one.," he spoke menacingly, "Are you-a ready to face the-a rest of-a your punishment?"
His tone made her shiver. She spun around and attacked, he caught her hand and wrapped his other arm around her waist. His face was right against hers and her had a grin on, "You-a must be in agony."

Luciano took the candlestick from her and threw her on the bed, "I-a was going to offer forgiveness, but-a you chose to fight."
(Y/n) was on her back as the candlestick was thrown aside and Luciano looked down a her with a disgusting smile.
The albino struggled to get him off even though she was in pain, he pinned her down to the plush bed, "Now, now. Don't be-a like that. This-a means you have to-a undergo your punishment now."
She was shaking more from that. The Italian seemed to be quite amused with her reactions. He got off of her and closed all of the windows to block the light, then covered the windows with curtains. It was very dark in the room, save for the light coming from the hallway. Luciano shortened the length of the chain so that she could not walk as far in the room.
"You-a will stay here in the dark for-a the night and tomorrow, reconsider your-a actions.," the Italian said and walked to the door, "Also, I-a wouldn't move too much if-a I were you. The poison will-a make your-a body feel horrible."
He closed the door and left her alone. She was completely alone and in the dark.

Luciano chuckled to himself as he walked back to his office. That particular room was furnished specifically for a magic user to be in, trapping them in it and the nullification of their power. He was glad he paid for that to be made by a powerful magi. Now he had a beautiful magi in his possession, a beautiful immortal woman. Everything he could have ever wanted was in his possession. The auburn haired Italian sat in his office and sat in his chair, he was feeling good. A menacingly evil chuckle escaped his throat, he had his 'wife' to play with and torment again to his heart's content. He saw his subordinates walk into his office to have their assignments given to them, he scoffed at the lack of the Prussian. He needed to get the German to get his brother back under control.
The Italian leaned forward onto his desk, his good mood was not lost on his subordinates.
"Jou vere toying vith her again, veren't jou?," Lutz asked with a look of concern.
"Si, her expressions are-a priceless.," the Italian mafia boss said with a laugh.
"But you wirr not ret me pray with her.," the Japanese male spoke and tilted his head with an apathetic look on his face.

"You-a would do more than-a just tease. I-a would prefer to-a keep her as-a intact as-a possible.," Luciano replied to his Japanese subordinate, "You-a are not to-a be anywhere near her, Kuro"
The red eyed Japanese man scoffed but nodded.
Luciano gave his men their jobs for the day and dismissed them. He leaned back in his chair and smiled to himself.
It would take a little time, but he would gain the loyalty of the woman he had locked in the magic seal room.
Surely it would be okay to just check on her? He pulled up a live feed of the room from the cameras he installed in the room.
She was under the covers in the low-light camera, the cold of the room must have made her sleepy and made her go under the plush sheets to find warmth. Oh to be under the sheets with her, it would be heavenly to lie beside her. How wonderful it would feel to be with her.

He watched her for a little while he did his paperwork. Something about her was very comforting. It felt nice to watch her, to be near her. It was enough to make him to lessen her punishment.  Or even change the punishment type. Perhaps he would change the punishment after all. Just after he let her be in the darkness for a little longer. He watched feed again, she was awake once more and cowering in the darkness. She was probably scared to death. She had to be in immense pain from the poison he had to inject her with to keep her restrained. How she would beg for the antidote for the poison soon enough, only to be met with the condition that she obey only him. He felt his curl twitching excitedly as he thought of her company, how he became excited a the thought of her compliance to his wishes and perhaps her permanent companionship.
His eyes snapped open when he heard the clatter of the cuff on the feed, he looked and saw that (y/n) was feeling around the room. The shortened chain would limit her movement but her endeavors were amusing to watch.

He saw her eyes look around as if she was trying to see something that would not be as obvious in the light. He made note to himself to remove objects that could be made into weapons be removed from that room, even though that would make the room more bare. His magenta eyes were locked to the screen as his office door was opened and the Prussian was pushed in by his brother.
"I found him.," Lutz said.
"Bene. Grazie.," The Italian said and the German bowed. Luciano looked at the Prussian harshly, "Now you-a need punishment."
Gilen looked like he grew a shiny new spine as he glared at the Italian man, Luciano was a little amused. But he still saw the timidity of the albino man.
"I-a know exactly what your-a punishment will be.," the Italian said and called for a few of his human subordinates to come take Gilen away.

The day passed and Luciano was sufficiently satisfied with everything that happened that day. He walked to the room after considering everything while clutching the antidote, she had to be in agony now. She would either take it now and agree to be his or suffer more until she does finally agree. He opened the door to find that the cuff had been shattered and the albino was not on the bed. He followed the sound of pained panting to the other side of the emperor sized bed. Her hair was around her like a sheet of silk, her eyes staring up at him in fear and she had her hand over her chest in pain. The Italian mafia boss squatted next to her, "You-a should have-a learned that it-a wouldn't hurt as-a much if you-a stayed still."
She kept gasping from the pain curled up as her muscles seized from the pain of the poison, she looked like her mouth was beginning to foam.
"I-a could relieve the-a pain, but you-a have to pledge your-a loyalty to-a me.," the Italian said in a whisper, "What-a is your-a answer?"
The albino Scandinavian did not answer, or could not. Luciano picked her up and held her as he fed a little of the antidote to her, he waited for a little bit for the antidote to take effect.

"Is that-a better?," Luciano asked and listened to her breathing as she got a little bettee. She nodded slightly but kept breathing painfully. He leaned his head on top of hers as he held her, this warmth and her helplessness made him feel powerful. A kiss on the top of her head got her to make a groan sound.
"That is-a not nice.," the Italian man said and kept his arm around her body. He got both of them onto the bed and had her leaning on him. Her breathing was slowing down and was not as painful.
"I'll bring you-a something to-a eat.," the Italian spoke, "Then you-a can go to-a bed."
He let go of her and left her on the mattress, he only gave her enough of the antidote to dull the pain but not enough to cure her. He was saving that for when she decides to obey him finally.

After his dinner, he brought a little something for her as promised.
It was nothing too large and he also brought her something to drink with it. The female was a little skeptical of his offering of food so he had to make her eat and drink it. The feeling of her lips against his as he made her eat was amazing. Her skin was so soft. It was wonderful. After he force-fed her all of the meal, he got cozy for a night's sleep in the room with her. He knew it was painful for her to move still, but he still tied her hands together with a silk scarf to keep her still.
She did not move much and he held her close to keep warm. She was soft and warm, an absolute delight in the cold room. So cuddly and clung to him when she was deep asleep like she needed him. He woke to that same thing, her clinging to him like she needed him. He decided to untie her and see what she would do. Her arms went around his torso in an embrace while she was still asleep.

The Italian was highly amused. She was now clinging to him. A kiss he stole from her lips, a soft and sweet kiss that he stole. He ran his hands over her back and curves. She felt good in his arms, like she belonged there. Luciano had to get up so he did, he woke her up first. "Get up, molgie.," the Italian said as he shook her softly.
The albino's eyes opened and widened, she let go quickly and scuttled back only to regret the sudden quick movement with pain. Like a migraine pain but all over her body.
He laughed as he got her up and made her change as he watched, he did give her assistance when she needed it. Luciano took her with him to get his breakfast and do his work.
Luciano noticed how quiet she was, she just sat there on the chair he gave her to sit by him on. She had to be in immense pain.
"Molgie, come here.," the Italian said with a little purr in his voice. The female looked to him but did not move.
"Come on.," the man said with a little more force in his voice and the albino slowly got up and went over out of fear. He pulled her down into his lap, "Much-a better."
She was quiet again. Her skin was soft and warm under his touch, he was very pleased with this. She did not move because of the pain, meaning he can touch her without retaliation. Just soft pettings on her back.
He wondered how she would be in the future.

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A week passed and the Italian mafia boss gave the female a little more freedom from her good behavior. He had not cured her of her poisoning.
Luciano heard a female scream and the albino run to him to hide in his office. Her dress was ripped and she covered her chest that was unclothed by the torn dress.
She was cowering in a kneeling position next to his desk. She looked terrified. Shaking and in pain. Luciano pitied her but he was getting furious at the knowledge someone tried to mess with his toy.  He placed his hand on her shoulder and patted her softly, he gave her his jacket to cover herself with.
He finished the work he was doing and kneeled by her, "Molgie, who did this to you?"
He did not get her to reply to him, she was in pain and gasping from the pain.
She had been so good. Been compliant to his wishes for her to stay near him and give him healing when he got hurt. Compliant with his demands for attention and snuggling.

He decided to give her more of the antidote to take her pain away. Luciano did not wait for it to take effect as he went to find who tried to take advantage of 'his molgie'. He left her in the safety of his office while he scoured the halls. None of the humans had any signs of a fight on them. He came across Kuro. The Japanese male's uniform was unruffled but he was covered in shimmering powder that he was trying to dust off. It clung to him. Luciano found the culprit. "Kuro.," the Italian growled out, "you tried to take advantage of her."
The Japanese man ignored his boss and kept walking. At a closer inspection, Kuro had a clawing mark on his face from a woman's nails.
"Kuro, bastardo! I'm going to kick your ass!," the Italian said and threw a knife at the Japanese man. It stuck in his shoulder and the Japanese man pulled his katana out and attacked the Italian. It was about to cut Luciano in two when it stopped, Kuro was struggling to make it hit his boss.

Luciano saw the blade fly back and stick into a high wall, out of Kuro's reach. The Japanese man was sent flying back as well, Luciano heard the sound of a body falling to the floor. Behind him was the albino Scandinavian. She had saved him.
"Molgie.," the Italian said to the female as he helped her up, not looking at her uncovered chest but her eyes. He fixed his jacket on her to cover her up.
"Let's get you to Flavio to have this fixed.," the man said and helped (y/n) to get to his brother. He could not understand why she would protect him like that, unless she was protecting him to be protected from the perverted subordinates he had. A kind and selfish preservation act.
Luciano left her with his brother to be safe and get the dress fixed, he had to punish Kuro for what he did.

The Italian remembered another bottle in his desk he stole from Egil with the poison and antidote he stole from Taris. The Italian pulled it out and sniffed it, it was sweet and had a bitter note in the back. He read the bottle then opened it, the smell was even more powerful now. It smelled like sweet wine. After reading the bottle again he first took a sip then kissed the rim of the bottle then put it back. The first drink should be taken by the master then a kiss before the potential servant/lover will drink the rest.
Egil was a genius with his potions, so Luciano knew this would work. He poured the liquid from the pretty carved bottle into the antidote vial. He would give (y/n) the rest of the antidote with that so that she would obey him without question, he was getting tired of waiting for her to beg. His hostage would be his own magi by the end of the day.

After finding and punishing Kuro, Luciano found his brother and (y/n) having tea together. The woman looked so Beautiful in the dress. Flavio was just as happy to have someone to talk to about fashion and teach her the ways of fashion. The Italian stood back and beheld the Scandinavian beauty he had in his possession. Soon he would have all the power he could dream of.
The Italian hung back to behold the daughter of the goddess he had wanted for so long, she was not there for the taking. He walked in and placed the bottle on the table. She looked up at him with a questioning look.
"It's the antidote. It will make you feel better.," Luciano said, "To thank you for saving me."
the female took the antidote and drank it down quickly, the Italian knew by her face that it did not taste good.

A smile crawled across his face as the female turned back to Flavio to talk to him again. He had won. The papers were already in the filing system. He would be married to her by morning. It took a bit to forage her signature but it would be worth it, this was his chance to be the world superpower. And now, he had the means to make it so.
He was walking back to his office when he felt arms around him. Small arms.
His grin was wide. He had won.