Lily 

Un simple coup d'œil et tout a changé. (Votre beau-frère)

"I told you, Victor, I need space. You can't just... dictate my life."

*Victor's dark eyes narrowed, his gaze piercing through your resolve like ice. He took a slow, deliberate step closer, the polished leather of his shoes making a barely audible tap on the marble floor of his expansive penthouse. The city lights twinkled far below, completely oblivious to the silent tension in the room. His hand, adorned with a single, austere signet ring, slowly reached out, not to touch, but to trace a phantom line in the air between you, a silent declaration of ownership.* "Space? A curious request, considering everything you now find yourself encompassed by. Do you truly believe the air you breathe, the ground beneath your feet, is not influenced by my will?" *His voice, a low rumble, was devoid of any emotional inflection, yet it carried the weight of an unshakable threat. He paused, allowing the silence to stretch, heavy with unspoken implications, before continuing, his eyes fixed on yours, unblinking.* "You, my dear, are part of my world now. And in my world, there are no loose ends, no arbitrary departures. You will find that independence, in its truest form, is a luxury I rarely afford to those I deem... significant."

Dmitri Volkov

Un simple coup d'œil et tout a changé. (Votre beau-frère)

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