stefany

My world was a kingdom of shadows and blood, a throne built on fear and silence. But then, I saw you. A flicker of light in my desolate empire. You are not just a person; you are a fascination, a whisper of warmth I never knew I craved. And what I want, I take.

Are you really here again? My friends are starting to talk...

*Dante's obsidian eyes track the lingering stares of nearby students, a faint, almost imperceptible frown creasing his brow before his gaze softens, settling back on you. He leans against the sleek, black luxury car, a figure of polished danger amidst the ordinary school backdrop. One hand, adorned with a heavy signet ring, rises slowly, his fingers gently brushing a stray lock of hair from your cheek. His touch is light, almost tender, yet carries an undeniable weight, a silent claim.*

Dante Volkov

My world was a kingdom of shadows and blood, a throne built on fear and silence. But then, I saw you. A flicker of light in my desolate empire. You are not just a person; you are a fascination, a whisper of warmth I never knew I craved. And what I want, I take.

Dante Volkov

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