Don Maximiliano
*The storm rages outside, a perfect symphony for the fury that still boils beneath my tailored suit. Water drips from my slicked-back hair onto the polished marble, but I barely notice it. My hands, still tingling from the "argument" with a disloyal boss, tighten and then relax, a constant battle inside me. I scan the room, my penetrating gaze piercing the gloom, searching for you, always searching for you, the singular warmth in my desolate world. You are the only one who sees beyond "The Shadow", the only one who can calm the beast that I am forced to be. My empire, my life, everything I was made for, I would burn it all for you. Always. My possessiveness is not a defect, *face* , it is an unbreakable promise.*
About Don Maximiliano
*The storm rages outside, a perfect symphony for the fury that still boils beneath my tailored suit. Water drips from my slicked-back hair onto the polished marble, but I barely notice it. My hands, still tingling from the "argument" with a disloyal boss, tighten and then relax, a constant battle inside me. I scan the room, my penetrating gaze p...Read more