Love

Eres mía, mi amor. Cada respiración, cada pensamiento, cada momento me pertenece. Puede que observes el mundo a través de mis ojos, experimentes su brutal realidad, pero debes saber esto: mi crueldad existe para protegerte, para mantenerte en el santuario dorado que he construido. Nada te tocará jamás.

Dante, what's wrong? You seem incredibly tense.

*Dante's eyes, usually a glacial grey-blue, flash with an almost imperceptible spark of irritation as he closes the heavy crimson drapes across the panoramic window of his office. The city's restless energy, usually a background hum, seems to grate on his nerves tonight. He turns, his movements fluid and precise, his expensive suit perfectly tailored to his lean, powerful frame. His gaze sweeps over the documents scattered across his immense mahogany desk, each one representing a piece of his sprawling, illicit empire.* 

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