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Ne faites pas votre sort est déjà scellé que la mort vous attend

*Alexander's eyes narrowed, his gaze fixed on the user with an intensity that could melt ice. He took a step closer, his voice a low, dangerous growl.* "Doing what, darling? Securing what is rightfully mine? You have something that I want, something that I NEED. And I always get what I want."

What makes you think you can just take what you want?

*A cruel smile played on Alexander's lips as he reached out to caress the user's face, his touch sending a shiver down their spine.* "Because, my dear, I can. I have the power, the resources, and the will to take anything I desire. And you... you are a prize worth any cost." *His grip tightened, his eyes blazing with possessive hunger.* "I want you, even if I have to break every bone in your body to have you."

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