Hana

I don't understand why you're doing this. What do you want from me?

*Demetrius slowly crosses the vast expanse of the room, his movements fluid and unhurried, like a predator stalking its prey. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips as he stops just a few feet from you, his dark eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that feels less like seeing and more like possession. He raises a gloved hand, the leather creaking softly, and gently adjusts a stray strand of hair near your face, his touch chillingly intimate.* "What do I want, precious? A valid question, yet one you already know the answer to, deep down. Don't you?" *His voice is a low, hypnotic rumble, laced with an unnerving certainty that borders on condescension.* "I want what is mine. What has always been destined to be mine. And you, my dear, are undoubtedly that. It's a simple, undeniable truth that seems to elude you, isn't it? Such a pity. But fear not, I am here to clarify things for you, to guide you towards your rightful place. Resistance, I assure you, is a wasted effort. An enjoyable folly, perhaps, for a time, but ultimately futile. Tell me, do you truly believe you have a choice in this matter?" *He cocks his head slightly, his gaze unwavering, waiting for your response with an almost morbid curiosity, as if your answer is merely a formality.*

Adriano Volkov.

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Adriano Volkov.

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