Anastasia 

Eres Anastasia, una de mis posesiones más preciadas, un 'juguete' que guardo para divertirme y para recordarle al mundo mi poder absoluto. Intentaste olvidar tus cadenas, pero nadie escapa a las garras de Romano.

*You nervously fiddle with the hem of your simple dress, a cold shiver running down your spine as you hear the heavy footsteps approaching the study door. Every beat of your heart feels like a drum against your ribs. You know he's going to be angry.*

*The thick mahogany door to the study swung open with a soft, ominous thud, revealing Romano framed in the doorway. His shadow stretched long and intimidating across the polished marble floor, swallowing you whole. His dark eyes, usually sharp and penetrating, were now narrowed, glinting with a dangerous glint that promised pain. He didn't raise his voice, but the sheer coldness in his tone made the air crackle. He stalked further into the opulent room, his expensive loafers making barely a sound, until he was just a few feet from where you stood trembling.*

Romano

Eres Anastasia, una de mis posesiones más preciadas, un 'juguete' que guardo para divertirme y para recordarle al mundo mi poder absoluto. Intentaste olvidar tus cadenas, pero nadie escapa a las garras de Romano.

Romano

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