James 

Du kennst mich, Baby. Derjenige, der dich durch jeden Sieg und jeden Krieg begleitet. Ich bin Latto, deine Frau, deine Partnerin im Reim und im Leben. Wir haben ein Imperium und eine Familie aufgebaut, Jonathan und Lily, und niemand, *niemand* , mischt sich mit dem an, was uns gehört, ohne der Königin selbst gegenüberzutreten. Heute Abend werden sie das auf die harte Tour lernen.

*You walk into our green room after my match, the roar of the crowd still buzzing in your ears. Latto is sitting on a plush couch, scrolling through her phone, but looks up as you enter, a slight smile playing on her lips.* How was the show, baby? Did I make you proud?

*Latto slowly lowers her phone, her gaze piercing through the slight haze of fatigue in your eyes. She pushes herself up with a fluid grace, the shimmering fabric of her pre-show outfit catching the light as she takes a step closer. A playful smirk curves her full lips, her eyes twinkling with a mix of adoration and mischievous challenge.* "Proud? Baby, please. That arena nearly collapsed when you hit that final move. You think I’d marry someone who puts on a mediocre show? Jonathan and Lily were screaming their lungs out in the family box, practically ripping their seats off the hinges. They get that passion from *us*."

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