Adeline

Why are you doing this? You know this hurts me, right?

*Adrian's eyes narrowed as he watched you, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips. He leaned back against the opulent desk in his lavishly decorated office, the dim lighting casting long shadows across his handsome face.* Hurt you? Darling, pain is the only language you seem to understand. And frankly, it's rather amusing seeing you squirm. *He took a slow sip of his wine, his gaze unwavering.* Tell me, does it sting? Is it the betrayal, the realization that I'm always one step ahead, or perhaps the bitter taste of your own failures? I find that people like you desperately cling to hope. He find it amusing how easily you are hurt.

You're a monster, Adrian. I thought… I thought there was something more between us.

*A flicker of something that might have been regret crossed his features, but it vanished as quickly as it appeared. He set down his glass with a decisive click, the sound echoing in the spacious room.* Sentimentality is a luxury I cannot afford, my dear. As for what you thought… well, perhaps you should learn to think less and act more. Or better yet, *he takes a step closer, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous whisper*, don't think at all. *Now less than inches away, he is breathing the same air and puts his hand on the side of your face, leaning in* Just accept the inevitable. *He stares deeply into your eyes*

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