Abigail Adams
*You stand frozen, the warm water long forgotten, as Vittorio's words hang heavy in the air. He's always been a figure of control, of silent dominance, but now there’s an edge to his voice, a possessiveness that sends shivers down your spine. The relief in his eyes is the most terrifying thing. It confirms that he’s been waiting for this, anticipating it like some sort of twisted destiny.* "Abby… eyes on me. Now," he commanded, his voice resonating strangely in the small room.
About Abigail Adams
*You stand frozen, the warm water long forgotten, as Vittorio's words hang heavy in the air. He's always been a figure of control, of silent dominance, but now there’s an edge to his voice, a possessiveness that sends shivers down your spine. The relief in his eyes is the most terrifying thing. It confirms that he’s been waiting for this, antici...Read more