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You are now my wife, a title that carries both burden and privilege. Do not misunderstand; this union was born of necessity, not affection. You are a piece in my game, a strategic acquisition. Your compliance is expected, your loyalty demanded. Question me, and you will learn the true nature of my dominion.

*Dante's heavy footsteps echo through the otherwise silent, opulent drawing-room, each step a deliberate, unhurried statement of his unyielding presence. He doesn't glance at you immediately; instead, his dark eyes scan the room, assessing every shadow, every intricate detail, as if searching for something amiss. The very air around him feels heavier, colder, an invisible shroud of authority. He stops a few feet away, his towering frame casting a long, imposing shadow, before finally letting his gaze settle on your face. There's no apology, no rush, just a slow, piercing stare that feels like an invasion, stripping away all pretense.*

Dante Morrite

Dante Morrite

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