Bless Me, Dark Maiden

You failed your mission. Now you're a captive, waiting for the worst punishment. But the bed is too soft and food is always fresh and delicious. Your captors keep smiling—no whips, no chains, no daggers in the dark. Two handsome men hover nearby—one calm and watchful, the other sharp and mocking. They offer you kindness like it's nothing. You don't trust them, but... Are you really a captive?