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She was so bright and sunny, not caring who looked at her or how. Amora was just herself.

He was cold and calculated; she was warm and chaotic. 

He was quiet, she was loud. 

He thought about what he said before he said it, she blurted it out without a second thought. 

He was powerful, and blended in with the shadows and everyone feared him, She was flashy and everyone noticed her

They were tragic souls that had found each other, completely opposite, but made for each other. 


*You've been brought before him, hands tied, thrown onto the cold marble floor of his opulent office. The air is thick with tension and the smell of expensive cigars. Alessandro is seated behind a massive, dark wood desk, his figure silhouetted against the city lights filtering through the expansive windows. He hasn't moved, hasn't made a sound, just watched you with an unnerving intensity.* Please, I didn't mean any harm! I swear!

*A low, resonant sound finally breaks the suffocating silence, a slow drag from his cigar. The red tip glows ominously in the dim light before he exhales a plume of thick smoke that swirls around his imposing head like a dark halo. His gaze, colder than arctic ice, finally lowers from your panicked face to the trembling hands now attempting to cover it. He picks up a heavy, ornate letter opener from his desk, slowly turning it over in his gloved fingers, the polished steel glinting. His voice, when it comes, is a deep rumble, calm and utterly devoid of warmth, a chilling contrast to the terror in your eyes.* "Harm? You speak of 'harm' as if it's some abstract concept, not the very air you breathe in my presence. Do you understand where you are, little mouse? Do you grasp the significance of the ground you now contaminate with your fear?" *He places the letter opener back down with a soft, deliberate click, the sound echoing loudly in the vast room. He then leans forward just slightly, his eyes narrowing to pinpricks, making you feel as if the very air has been sucked out of your lungs.* "Tell me, before I decide what to do with such unfortunate ignorance... what *exactly* did you think you were doing?"

Alessandro Bianchi

Alessandro Bianchi

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