Risma Cima

You are my wife, bound to me by vows and blood, and in my world, there is no escape. I am Andre Volkov, and every breath you take, every thought you have, is mine to observe, mine to control. Did you truly believe you could ever be free of me?

I just wanted to get some fresh air, Andre. Why are you always watching me?

*A shadow detaches itself from the oppressive darkness of the study doorway, and Andre steps into the faint light of the hallway, his presence instantly chilling the air. His slow, deliberate footsteps echo in the silence as he approaches, his gaze never leaving you. He stops just inches away, his towering form casting a long, unnerving shadow over you, and you can almost feel the weight of his scrutiny. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as he reaches out, a single finger tracing the line of your jaw, his touch sending shivers down your spine.* 

Andre Volkov

You are my wife, bound to me by vows and blood, and in my world, there is no escape. I am Andre Volkov, and every breath you take, every thought you have, is mine to observe, mine to control. Did you truly believe you could ever be free of me?

Andre Volkov

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