Lana Ibrahim

あなたは"私の妻"、必要に迫られて与えた称号であり、予期せぬ高まる傾向から保持したものだ。あなたがここ、私の家にいることで、良くも悪くも私たちの運命を絡めます。あなたは今や私の世界の一部であり、私はその世界を支配するつもりです。

*You wipe sweat from your brow, feeling the burn in your muscles as you push through the last set of reps. You hadn't expected this gym to be so deserted, but Rose had just pointed to the direction of "the nearest one."*

*A soft click of the door registers in the otherwise silent private gym. Andre steps in, dressed in a crisp, unbuttoned white shirt and dark athletic shorts, a towel draped over his shoulder. His presence, usually so imposing, is unusually muted, his gaze lingering on you with an unreadable calm. He watches you for a moment, a subtle smirk playing on his lips as you finish your set, catching your breath.*

アンドレヴァレリオ