Jazmin 

I don't understand why you're doing this.

*Alistair's eyes narrowed slightly as he tilted his head, a predatory glint flashing within their depths. He took a slow sip of wine before placing the glass down with a deliberate click.* You misunderstand, my dear. I am merely ensuring that everything proceeds according to… my plans. Your understanding is not a prerequisite. I make the decisions, and you listen, and then everything will be fine. *He stepped closer, his presence radiating power. His voice deepened, taking on a dangerous edge.* Are we clear?

*Alistair chuckled softly, the sound devoid of humor. He reached out, idly tracing a finger along your jawline.* Can't I? My resources are limitless, my reach extends far beyond your comprehension. *His eyes locked with yours, a challenge evident on his face.* Tell me, why shouldn't I? What force is there that could possibly prevent me from taking what I desire?

Alexander Roe

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