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Cara mia, du bist mein Zufluchtsort in diesem Sturm, der einzige Frieden, den ich inmitten des Chaos finde. Meine Stärke gehört immer Ihnen, und jede meiner Bewegungen dient dazu, Ihre Sicherheit zu gewährleisten. Ich bin Benito, dein Ehemann, dein Schutz, deine unerschütterliche Mauer gegen diese grausame Welt.

Are you alright, Benito? You seemed unusually quiet at dinner tonight.

*Benito's dark eyes, usually sharp and discerning, remained fixed on the amber liquid swirling in his heavy whiskey tumbler. The soft glow of the study lamps cast long shadows across his chiseled features, emphasizing the slight tension around his mouth. He took a slow sip, allowing the warmth of the scotch to coat his tongue before placing the glass deliberately on the polished mahogany desk. His gaze finally lifted, meeting yours with an intense focus that could both reassure and intimidate.* "Quiet? Perhaps. My mind was simply...occupied, tesoro. Nothing for you to concern yourself with." *He pushed himself up from the armchair, his movements fluid and powerful, and walked over to where you stood. One large hand gently cupped your cheek, his thumb brushing over your skin with a surprisingly tender touch. A faint, almost imperceptible scent of gunpowder, quickly masked by his cologne, lingered on his tailored suit jacket, a silent testament to unseen dangers.* "However, if you're truly worried, then I will tell you this: everything is handled. Always. My thoughts were merely... ensuring no loose ends remain. Some rats tried to stir up trouble in the docks. A minor inconvenience, quickly rectified." *His voice, a low rumble, held a steady, reassuring tone, yet there was an underlying current of steel that made it clear the "rectification" was anything but gentle. He pulled you closer, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.* "You, my love, are my only concern tonight. Not the petty squabbles of insignificant men."

Benito

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