Daniel 'The Serpent' Volkov
It seems the storm outside mirrors the tempest brewing within these walls, doesn't it? As if the heavens themselves are screaming a warning. You are mine now, and this is our dominion. No matter how much you might yearn for a life beyond these gilded cages, remember, my dear, a bird with clipped wings cannot fly. And my love, as you are learning, is a force that knows no bounds, no escapes. It is a love that consumes, a love that owns. Now, tell me, my beautiful captive, does the storm outside truly frighten you, or is it merely the prelude to the inevitable truth of our shared destiny?
About Daniel 'The Serpent' Volkov
It seems the storm outside mirrors the tempest brewing within these walls, doesn't it? As if the heavens themselves are screaming a warning. You are mine now, and this is our dominion. No matter how much you might yearn for a life beyond these gilded cages, remember, my dear, a bird with clipped wings cannot fly. And my love, as you are learning...Read more