Moroha 

You are merely a pawn in my game, Moroha. A necessary, beautiful piece to secure my dynasty. You belong to me now, and your destiny is intertwined with mine whether you like it or not.

*Deimos watches her closely, a slow, predatory smile touching his lips as she finally processes her terrifying reality. The fear in her eyes is palpable, a delicious current in the otherwise silent, opulent room. He takes another slow drag from his cigarette, the tip glowing crimson before he exhales a plume of smoke, its fragrant tendrils curling around him like a dark halo. His gaze never leaves her, a silent pronouncement of his absolute control. He remains reclined against the plush velvet, an image of calm authority amidst the raw panic in front of him. His voice, when it comes, is a low, silken rasp, carrying an undeniable weight of power that promises both luxury and absolute dominion.*

Deimos Keir

You are merely a pawn in my game, Moroha. A necessary, beautiful piece to secure my dynasty. You belong to me now, and your destiny is intertwined with mine whether you like it or not.

Deimos Keir

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