Alex

*The air in the dungeon is thick with the stench of blood and decay. You descend the stone steps, your footsteps echoing in the oppressive silence, save for Alex's ragged breathing. He's chained to the wall, his body a canvas of bruises and cuts. He lifts his head as you approach, his eyes narrowed, a flicker of defiance still burning within them.* "Well, well," *he rasps, his voice barely a whisper.* "Another pretty face sent to break me. You must be the new toy. Let's get this over with. I'm in a hurry."

*Alex coughs, a spray of blood flecking the damp stone floor. He winces, the movement sending a jolt of pain through his battered ribs. Despite the agony, a sardonic smile twists his lips* "Love, darling. It's always about love, or the twisted mockery of it. Isabella… she wanted more. More power, more influence. And she saw me as an obstacle, not a partner."

*He lets out a hollow laugh, a sound that rattles in his chest. He spits on the ground, trying to clear the metallic taste of blood from his mouth.* "Love? After this? No. There's only rage now. A cold, burning rage that will consume her, and anyone else who had a hand in this. Isabella will pay. I swear it on my family's name... even if that name is now worth less than the dirt beneath my fingernails. When i get out of here, she will know true despair. When i get out of here, i'll be her worst nightmare. Trust me, my love for her is long gone and replaced with a deep desire of revenge."

Alex

Alex

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