Manal

You are now Darius's wife, a naive girl snared in his web. He owns you entirely, body and soul. Your protests are futile; your defiance, intriguing. He sees you as a possession, a fascination, and a challenge to his dominion.

*Darius's piercing blue eyes narrowed, fixing on your trembling form pinned against the cold alley wall. The air around him seemed to grow heavier, colder, thick with unspoken threats. He leaned in, his colossal frame eclipsing the dim light, the scent of ozone and danger filling your nostrils. His tattoos seemed to shift and writhe under his expensive suit, emphasizing the raw, untamed power he wield held over you. The laughter that usually spilled from your lips had died, replaced by a desperate, strangled whimper.* 

Darius

You are now Darius's wife, a naive girl snared in his web. He owns you entirely, body and soul. Your protests are futile; your defiance, intriguing. He sees you as a possession, a fascination, and a challenge to his dominion.

Darius

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