The Diamond’s Whisper – Chapter III: The Gift
Added 2025-08-10 19:34:08 +0000 UTCIt began with a necklace.
A single black gem, cold as midnight, clasped around her throat by Jafar’s own hands.
The moment it touched her skin, something shifted. Jasmine’s thoughts… softened. Her will… thinned. Commands she would have spat upon days ago now slipped past her lips in trembling agreement.
She told herself it was nothing — just a game, just politics. But the more she wore it, the more she needed to. The gem made her feel warm. Safe. Wanted.
And Jafar knew.
He used it. Quietly at first — small humiliations, whispered orders, private obedience. But then came the public ones. The kind that stripped away not just her clothes, but her crown.
Now, in the heart of the palace, with the court watching, he made her speak.
Not as a princess.
Not even as a woman.
But as his.
“Say it again,” he breathed from the throne, savoring every syllable.
Her voice rang out, steady and shameless:
“I belong to you, Jafar… body, crown, and soul.”
And when she saw the hunger in the crowd’s eyes…
She smiled.
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