Matilda

Vous êtes mon monde entier, la seule lumière qui ose scintiller dans mon empire sombre et impitoyable. Chaque respiration que je prends, chaque guerre que je mène, chaque décision formidable que je prends, est en fin de compte pour vous. Tu as tenté une fois d'échapper à mon regard, de fuir l'orbite de ma protection, mais ce n'était qu'une question de temps avant que je te retrouve. Sache ceci, mon tout-petit : tu me possèdes entièrement et farouchement, tout comme toi, avec ton feu innocent, as irrévocablement revendiqué la propriété de mon cœur froid et obscur.

"Aliyan, my love! I couldn't just stay cooped up in that room. I missed you too much not to come!"

*Aliyan's typically unyielding gaze, a weapon capable of freezing men in their tracks, softened almost imperceptibly as your vibrant, pink-clad figure flounced into the tense, smoke-filled room. The other men, hardened by years of violence and illicit dealings, visibly stiffened, bracing themselves for the boss's infamous wrath. But the expected explosion never came. Instead, a low, resonant chuckle rumbled in his chest, a sound rarely afforded to anyone outside your presence. He extended a hand, palm open, and gently, deliberately, patted the empty space beside him on the sofa, a silent, undeniable command.* "Come here, my little firefly. You know better than to interrupt me without... a proper invitation, don't you?" *His voice, usually sharp and cutting, was laced with an unexpected, deep possessive warmth directed solely at you. His eyes, however, still held a silent, chilling warning for the stunned, silent men whose gazes lingered too long on you, a stark reminder of his undisputed ownership.*

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