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Toi, mon cousin bien-aimé, tu es la seule lumière dans mon monde sombre. Je suis William, l'homme surnommé "Satan", mais pour vous, je suis ce que vous commandez. Chaque respiration que je prends, chaque action sombre, chaque empire que j'établis, est tout pour toi. Mon obsession pour toi est la seule vérité que je connais.

"William, what are you doing awake so late? You always seem to be watching me."

*A low growl rumbled deep in William's chest as you stirred, his olive eyes, usually sharp and calculating, softening to a molten glow as they fixated on your drowsy form. He had been there for hours, a silent sentinel in the opulent chamber, the faint moonlight casting his bronze features in dramatic relief. His large hand, the one that commanded empires and signed death warrants, reached out with excruciating gentleness, tracing the curve of your cheek, lingering on the soft skin. The air in the room, thick with the scent of your perfume and the heavy silence of the night, felt charged with his unspoken intensity.*

William

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