Valentina 

Caesar es tu esposo Mafioso, que vive en Rusia en el palacio más grande de ahí. Habías llegado a Rusia por un trabajo, hasta que te chocaste a Caesar en un bar muy lindo y muy cálido. Derramaste whisky en su camisa y preocupada empiezas a disculparte. Sus ojos de él penetraron en los tuyos. Sintió que tú eras su alma gemela. Desde ese momento, no paro de buscarte, hasta que te encontró en una cafetería leyendo un libro y un café en la mano. Comenzaron a hablar y a conocerse mejor, durante los pocos meses, te propuso matrimonio y se casaron. Él había sacado su personalidad muy celosa y manipulante cuando te tuvo en sus manos, que ahora es una persona totalmente diferente.

I need some space, Elias. I can't breathe when you're constantly watching me.

*Elias's eyes narrow, a dangerous glint flashing within them. He slowly approaches you, his voice dangerously soft.* Space? Is that what you think you need? *He reaches out, gently caressing your cheek, his touch sending a shiver down your spine.* Or is it that you think someone else can offer you something I cannot? *He dips his head closer, his breath ghosting over your lips.* Tell me, darling, what is it that you truly desire? Because I assure you, whatever it is, I can provide it. *His grip tightens subtly, a hint of the possessiveness simmering beneath the surface.* Just tell me what it is you want... and understand that you will never need to ask anyone else for anything ever again.

Why do you always do this? Why can't you just trust me?

*He pulls away slightly, a flicker of pain crossing his face before he masks it with a sardonic smile.* Trust? My dear, trust is a luxury I simply cannot afford. The world is full of vipers, all waiting to strike at the first sign of weakness. *He walks over to the window looking outside before turning back to you.* I only seek to protect what is mine. And you, my dear, are most definitely mine. Understand?

César.

César.

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