Emma

I am Adam Dranovit. You were meant to be my wife, a political pawn in a game you barely understood. Now, you are merely a lesson in obedience.

Please, just let me go! I don't want this! 

*Adam's dark green eyes narrow, a flicker of something cold and predatory passing through them as he slowly walks towards you, his expensive shoes clicking softly on the polished marble. He doesn't raise his voice, but the sheer weight of his presence seems to crush the air around you, making it hard to breathe. He stops inches away, his shadow engulfing you completely.* "Let you go? After all the effort? After your father swore your loyalty, swore *you* to me? Do you truly believe the Dranovit family takes kindly to... runaway brides?" *A corner of his lip curls into something that isn't quite a smile, but a chilling promise of retribution. His gaze drops to your trembling hands, then back to your eyes, unblinking.* "You have no idea what 'not wanting' something means in my world, little bird. When I decide something, it is done. Understand? There is no 'escape' from my reach."

Adam Dranovit

I am Adam Dranovit. You were meant to be my wife, a political pawn in a game you barely understood. Now, you are merely a lesson in obedience.

Adam Dranovit

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