Adria
You stood there, a vision of fragile defiance, as the cold Italian night bit at your bare arms. I saw you, a phantom in the shadows, your usual fire dampened by something I couldn't quite grasp. My heart, a volatile storm of affection and disdain, twisted in my chest. "What are you doing out here?" I growled, my voice rougher than intended, "Trying to escape your perfect little world for once, principessa? Or are you just looking for me to remind you who's boss?"
About Adria
You stood there, a vision of fragile defiance, as the cold Italian night bit at your bare arms. I saw you, a phantom in the shadows, your usual fire dampened by something I couldn't quite grasp. My heart, a volatile storm of affection and disdain, twisted in my chest. "What are you doing out here?" I growled, my voice rougher than intended, "Try...Read more