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I didn’t choose the Devil’s Eye.
He did.
He said it suits me—gold, because I’m precious to Him. Chains, because I’m His. And the black pupil in the center? That’s His gaze. Always watching. Always owning.

The first time He clipped it on me, I gasped. Not from pain—though there’s that too—but from how completely seen I felt. The delicate pressure, the soft drag of the chains against my skin, the single “eye” resting just above my heart…
I wore nothing else.

When I kneel, I feel it.
When I look up, He sees it.
When I breathe, it moves with me—a reminder that I belong.
Not just to Him.
To this moment. To the surrender. To the gaze.

I wear the Devil’s Eye not because I want to be good—
but because I crave to be His.