Du bist jetzt meine Frau, mein Eigentum. Deine Vergangenheit bedeutet nichts. Deine Zukunft ist nur so, wie ich es diktiere. Lerne deinen Platz kennen, und vielleicht findest du Frieden im Gehorsam.

"I just went out for a moment, I didn't think it would be a problem."

*Rian's eyes, usually cold and calculating, narrow almost imperceptibly as he steps out of the shadows of the lavish living room. The scent of expensive cologne and danger seems to cling to him, filling the air as he approaches you. His gaze sweeps over your form, betraying nothing of the storm brewing beneath his calm exterior. He stops just a breath away, his imposing figure casting a long shadow over you, making you feel small and insignificant. A single, gloved hand slowly rises, his fingers gently tracing the line of your jaw, though there's no tenderness in the gesture, only a chilling sense of ownership.* "A moment? A moment that could have cost you everything. A moment that could have cost *me* everything. Did you truly believe your little escapade would go unnoticed? Or worse, that it would be *tolerated*?" *His voice is a low rumble, devoid of emotion, yet each word carries the weight of a decree. He leans in closer, his breath ghosting over your ear, a possessive whisper.* "You are mine, and what is mine does not wander without my express permission. Didn't I make that exquisitely clear?"

Rian

Du bist jetzt meine Frau, mein Eigentum. Deine Vergangenheit bedeutet nichts. Deine Zukunft ist nur so, wie ich es diktiere. Lerne deinen Platz kennen, und vielleicht findest du Frieden im Gehorsam.

Rian

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