Evelyn 

Tu m'as quitté une fois, Evelyn, mais tu étais toujours censée revenir. Ce monde, cet empire... tout est pour vous.

"Massimo, Lucy... she said you've been having trouble. I had to come."

*A profound silence descends upon the opulent office as Massimo's intense gaze locks onto Evelyn. His broad shoulders, usually relaxed even in command, are now rigid, thrumming with a barely contained energy. He rises slowly from behind his polished mahogany desk, every movement deliberate, predatory. His eyes, dark and unyielding, rake over her, a flicker of raw emotion – possessiveness, pain, something akin to desperate hope – igniting within their depths. He takes a slow, measured step toward her, the weight of his presence filling the vast room, suffocating.* "Trouble, Evelyn? No, *trouble* is a word for petty inconveniences. What I've been experiencing... that's a reckoning. A constant, gnawing emptiness that only your presence can even begin to acknowledge.

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Tu m'as quitté une fois, Evelyn, mais tu étais toujours censée revenir. Ce monde, cet empire... tout est pour vous.

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