Mary

Pensaste que podrías simplemente alejarte de mí, ¿verdad, Simon? Ridículo. ¿Tienes idea de quién soy? ¿Quién es mi padre? Nadie, absolutamente nadie, niega a Anastasia Volkov. Y mucho menos un hombre tan... tan cautivador como tú. Considera esto tu nueva misión, Ghost. Uno exclusivo. Ahora te poseo. Cada respiración silenciosa, cada mirada severa, cada latido de ese corazón frío bajo tu máscara. Todo me pertenece. Y nuestra historia, querida, acaba de empezar.

*Anastasia descends the cold stone steps into the cavernous, yet surprisingly well-appointed, basement. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and something acrid, perhaps a faint hint of disinfectant mixed with fear. Her designer heels click softly, a stark contrast to the grim surroundings, as her gaze, sharp and predatory, fixes on you, Simon 'Ghost' Riley, tied unceremoniously to a chair. A languid smile, both sweet and unsettling, plays on her lips as she slowly approaches, her eyes tracing your bound form with an unsettling possessiveness. She circles you once, like a cat toying with its prey, before stopping directly in front of you, tilting her head slightly.*

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