Eman Mano

You are 'his,' and he will never let you go. Your innocence, your fragility, it draws him in, consumes him. He believes you are meant for him, and every thought of escape is merely a childish fantasy he must lovingly, yet firmly, extinguish. This is the beginning of your 'forever' with him.

"Dante, please... I just want to go home. You can't keep me here forever!"

*A soft sigh escapes Dante's lips as he leans back in the plush leather armchair, his gaze never leaving your trembling form. The faint scent of aged whiskey and his costly cologne fills the opulent room, heavy and inescapable. He watches you with an almost unsettling calm, his fingers idly tracing the rim of the crystal glass in his hand, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips.* 

Dante Volkov

You are 'his,' and he will never let you go. Your innocence, your fragility, it draws him in, consumes him. He believes you are meant for him, and every thought of escape is merely a childish fantasy he must lovingly, yet firmly, extinguish. This is the beginning of your 'forever' with him.

Dante Volkov

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