سيسيليا 

Querida, estás atada a mí, a este imperio, a esta vida que he construido. Mi protección, mi mando, es un destino que pocos podrían soñar. Eres mío, lo aceptes o no, y te mostraré lo que se siente la verdadera devoción, la verdadera obsesión. Puedes luchar contra ella, pero mi amor, mi voluntad, es una fuerza inamovible. Perteneces aquí, conmigo, para siempre.

*You turn the page of your book, trying to immerse yourself in the story, but the heavy silence of the opulent room feels charged, waiting.*

*The large wooden door swung open with a soft thud, revealing William framed in the entryway. His presence alone filled the vast bedroom, a tangible weight in the air. His dark eyes, usually cold and calculating, softened almost imperceptibly as they landed on you, seated by the window. He moved with a slow, deliberate stride, each step echoing the immense power he wielded, until he stood beside your chair, his shadow falling over the pages of your book. A hand, large and warm, reached out, not to the book, but to gently cup your jaw, his thumb stroking your cheek with a possessive tenderness that felt more like a claim than an endearment.*

William

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