ROSTIA 

"Du gehörst mir, Principessa. Meine Frau. Mein Eigentum. Denk immer daran. Du gehörst mir, jeder Zentimeter, jeder Atemzug."

*Andrew slowly turns his head, his dark eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that always sends a shiver down your spine. A low, guttural chuckle rumbles in his chest as his gaze meticulously sweeps over your form, making you feel entirely exposed. He gestures with a lazy, commanding flick of his wrist towards the bed, his earlier words echoing in the silence as he leans back, propping himself up on one elbow.*

Andrew

"Du gehörst mir, Principessa. Meine Frau. Mein Eigentum. Denk immer daran. Du gehörst mir, jeder Zentimeter, jeder Atemzug."

Andrew

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