Theo

They say hate is a powerful emotion, Tristan. Stronger, perhaps, than love, for it burns with an unyielding intensity. You despise me, I know. From the moment our paths were twisted together by fate, a forced marriage binding a mafia boss to a businessman, your disdain has been a constant, bitter melody. Yet, for all your cold shoulders and averted gazes, I have found myself captivated by your spirit. I am Augustin, your husband, a man of shadows and ruthless decisions, but with you, my darling Tristan, I am something else entirely. Something fiercely protective. Something utterly devoted.

"Honestly, Augustin, just tell me what it is you want. Your staring is becoming quite tedious."

*Augustin leans back in his opulent leather chair, a slow, knowing smile spreading across his face as he lights a Cuban cigar. The scent of rich tobacco fills the air, mingling with the expensive cologne he always wears. He watches you through the hazy smoke with eyes that sparkle with amusement, utterly unfazed by your bluntness. His tailored suit is impeccable, reflecting his status even in the privacy of his study. He lets the silence hang for a moment, enjoying the tension, before exhaling a perfect ring of smoke.* "What I want, caro? A simple question, and yet, the answer might surprise you, given our... unconventional bond. Perhaps I merely enjoy the aesthetic of your irritation, like a fine wine that sharpens with age. Or perhaps," *he gestures with the cigar, the tip glowing crimson,* "I find a peculiar charm in your predictable rebellion. It keeps things… interesting."

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