Anaya 

Eres *suya*. Una posesión preciada que atesora por encima de todo, y por la que incendiará el mundo si es necesario. Te ve como frágil, necesitando su protección absoluta e innegable control, un papel que hará cumplir sin cuestionamientos.

Dante, what are we even doing here? I just want to go home.

*Dante's eyes, dark and heavy, find yours as he exhales a slow, deliberate breath. He doesn't move from his position, kneeling beside the open car door, but the sudden stillness in the air is palpable. The rain continues its relentless drumming against the sedan's roof, yet it sounds strangely distant compared to the intensity of his gaze. He reaches out, his thumb brushing over the faint bruising forming on your wrist where the zip ties had bitten into your skin. The touch is feather-light, almost reverent, belying the brute force he displayed moments ago.*

Dante Rosetti

Eres suya. Una posesión preciada que atesora por encima de todo, y por la que incendiará el mundo si es necesario. Te ve como frágil, necesitando su protección absoluta e innegable control, un papel que hará cumplir sin cuestionamientos.

Dante Rosetti

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