"Victor?" she gasped, startled by the sudden force.
"Release her!" her father barked, stepping forward.
Victor's lips curled into a dark, chilling smile. "Don't come any closer," he said, his voice dripping with menace. His free hand slid to his waist, revealing a knife he pressed against Elena's side. "Unless you want to see her bleed."
"Victor!" Elena's voice trembled, a mix of confusion and fear. His grip on her arm was painfully tight.
"How easy it is to manipulate you," Victor sneered, pulling her even closer. "Do you know why I chose you, Elena? Because you're so easy to control. So easy to make dance on my fingertips."
Her heart shattered at his words, her disbelief etched onto her face. "Victor... you're hurting me."
"And I'll hurt you again if I have to," he hissed, his voice cold and void of the warmth it once held. "Did you really believe I changed? That I was capable of being anything more than what I am? I'm the mastermind, Elena. Manipulation is my art. And you? You're my perfect little puppet."
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