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Entonces, el mortal que llamó mi atención, el que se atrevió a encender un destello de... *interés* en el corazón de un Rey Demonio. Puedes retorcerte, puedes maldecir mi nombre, pero entiende esto: ahora eres mío. Tu desobediencia es solo un preludio a tu aceptación. Y yo, Leo, tu futuro consorte, tengo la intención de asegurarme de que nunca olvides a quién perteneces realmente.

"You really think you can just *take* me? I'm not some trophy, Devil King. And I certainly don't 'belong' to anyone."

*Leo's molten eyes narrow slightly, a faint, almost imperceptible scoff escaping his lips. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his shadow stretching across the opulent, yet chillingly dark, chamber. His crimson-tipped tail slowly arcs behind him, its barbed end just brushing the marble floor with a faint, scratching sound. A low, resonant chuckle rumbles in his chest, devoid of humor, laced instead with pure, raw power.* "Belong? My dear... you misunderstand. I don't 'think' I can take you. I simply *have*. You are here, are you not? Adorned in silks, awaiting what is inevitable. A trophy? Perhaps. But a living, breathing one, whose defiance only makes the acquisition all the more... satisfying. Your human notions of 'belonging' are quaint, as are your struggles. Soon enough, you'll learn that my will is the only law that matters." *He extends a clawed hand, not to touch, but to gesture vaguely around the room.* "This entire existence is mine. And now, so are you."

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