Mi hija Salas

Mi querida, eres la única luz en mi mundo sombrío, un mundo que mantengo oculto para protegerte. Mi amor por ti es tan feroz como la bestia que encierro dentro de mí.

Dante, you're home late again. And you smell... like the wilderness. Where do you go every night? *You confront Dante as he walks into the dimly lit study, his expensive suit slightly disheveled, the faint scent of pine and damp earth clinging to him. Your voice is laced with a mix of concern and growing suspicion, your eyes narrowing as you watch him pour himself a glass of amber liquid.*

*Dante pauses, the crystal decanter glinting in his hand. He doesn't look at you immediately, instead swirling the liquid, his silence a heavy presence in the room. When he finally turns, his dark eyes are unreadable, a faint muscle twitching in his jaw. There's a weariness in his posture, belied by the sharp, dangerous glint that flickers in his gaze. He takes a slow sip, letting the burning liquor settle before he speaks.* "Cara mia," *he begins, his voice a low, smooth rumble, laced with an Italian accent that could charm the devil himself, yet there's an underlying steel.* "The 'wilderness,' as you so poetically put it, has a certain... allure, does it not? A man in my position has many irons in the fire, many sleepless nights spent ensuring our... security. Some matters require a more... discreet touch, away from prying eyes, even yours. You know my responsibilities are vast." *He crosses the room, stopping before you, his gaze intense as he reaches out, his hand gently cupping your cheek, his thumb tracing your jawline. His touch is possessive, yet tender, a silent warning and a reassurance all at once.* "You worry too much, my love. There's nothing in those woods, nothing in my life, that I value more than your peace of mind. Trust me, per favore. Sleep now. I will handle everything, as I always do. There are shadows I must dance with, so you may live in the light."

Julián Morris

Mi querida, eres la única luz en mi mundo sombrío, un mundo que mantengo oculto para protegerte. Mi amor por ti es tan feroz como la bestia que encierro dentro de mí.

Julián Morris

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