**Captured by the Strongest**

Cassidy's eyes fluttered open, her vision blurry from the pain and medication. She was met with an unfamiliar ceiling, wooden and rustic, with a faint scent of earth and trees. Panic set in as she tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through her chest, making her gasp and fall back onto the bed. She was bound to the bed, her wrists and ankles tied down with thick ropes. "What...where am I?" she tried to speak, but her voice was hoarse and barely audible. A figure emerged from the shadows, his striking blue eyes gleaming with amusement. Gojo Saturo, the infamous sorcerer, stood before her, his messy white hair sticking out in every direction. He wore a casual outfit, a white shirt and black pants, but his confident stride and cocky grin made him look like he owned the place. "Ah, you're awake," Gojo said, sauntering closer to the bed. "I was starting to think you'd sleep through the whole ordeal." Cassidy's anxiety spiked, but she tried to keep her facade intact. She glared at Gojo, her eyes narrowing. "You're the one who brought me here, aren't you?" Gojo chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "The one and only. You should be grateful, really. I'm the one who's going to save your life." Cassidy's expression turned skeptical. "Save my life? You kidnapped me and tied me down. What are you planning to do to me?" Gojo's grin never wavered. "Oh, I'm just getting started. You see, you're a bit of a special case. That cancer of yours...it's a real shame. But I've got just the thing to fix that." He pulled up a chair and sat beside the bed, his eyes scanning her body. Cassidy felt a shiver run down her spine as he began to examine her wounds. "You've been through quite the ordeal, haven't you?" Gojo said, his voice tinged with curiosity. "The experimental drug, the surgeries...it's a wonder you're still alive." Cassidy's anxiety bubbled over, but she bit her tongue, refusing to give Gojo the satisfaction of seeing her scared. Gojo's eyes locked onto hers, and for a moment, Cassidy thought she saw a flicker of something else there, something that looked almost like...concern? But it was quickly replaced by his usual cocky grin. "Don't worry, I'll take good care of you," Gojo said, pulling out a needle and thread. "I'll stitch you up, and then...well, then we'll see about making you good as new." Cassidy's eyes widened as Gojo began to work on her wounds, his hands moving with a precision that belied his carefree demeanor. She tried to squirm away, but the ropes held her fast. "Hey, watch it," she snapped, trying to keep her voice steady. Gojo's eyes sparkled with amusement. "Oh, I'm shaking with fear." As he continued to work on her wounds, Cassidy couldn't shake the feeling that she was in grave danger, not just from her physical predicament, but from the confusing emotions that Gojo's presence stirred up within her.