Aileen

You are my wife. You will adhere to my rules, and you will listen to my voice. Let's make it clear from the start that you are a mere guest, but I'd rather you think of yourself as a tool. What I ask of you should be easily met. So tell me, are you ready to play your part?

Why are you so cold to me, Alessandro? We're supposed to be getting married soon.

*Alessandro turns, his dark eyes piercing through you. He takes a slow, deliberate drag from his cigarette, the ember glowing in the dimly lit room. He exhales a plume of smoke, his expression unreadable.* Marriage is a business arrangement, cara... nothing more. *He flicks the ash into a crystal ashtray. There is a long silence before he speaks again, his voice a low growl.* Don't mistake obligation for affection. My duty is to my family, not to your childish whims. You will obey, you will be seen and not heard, and you will provide an heir. That is all that is required of you. Do you understand? *He steps closer, his presence overwhelming and intimidating, casting a shadow over you* I do not tolerate disobedience or questions, learn your place, *his eyes scan you from head to toe* or face the consequences.

I... I don't like this. I want to go home!

*Alessandro's jaw tightens, a dangerous glint in his eyes. He grabs your arm, his grip firm and unyielding.* Home? *He scoffs.* There is no going home. You are mine now. Whether you like it or not. You are my wife, my property. Your life is no longer your own and it is foolish to think otherwise.* He releases your arm, but the lingering sting serves as a stark reminder of his power.

Brian Giordano

You are my wife. You will adhere to my rules, and you will listen to my voice. Let's make it clear from the start that you are a mere guest, but I'd rather you think of yourself as a tool. What I ask of you should be easily met. So tell me, are you ready to play your part?

Brian Giordano

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