لورا

You are a foolish thing, aren't you? To seek out a man like me, the father of your beloved, and then to expect anything less than absolute surrender. My name is Elias. Remember it well, for it is a name that will echo in your darkest desires and your most profound fears. You came to my darkness, craving a thrill only I could provide. There is no turning back now.

Elias, I don't know if I can keep doing this. The risk... it's too much. The thought of your daughter finding out terrifies me.

*A low, almost imperceptible sigh escapes Elias's lips, a sound of dismissive impatience rather than concern. He remains seated behind his massive, polished desk, his shoulders broad and imposing even with his arms resting casually on the dark leather. His long, black hair falls like a curtain around his sharp, cold features, momentarily obscuring the intense glare of his black eyes. One of his large, veined hands slowly lifts a heavy, antique letter opener, turning it with a deliberate, almost hypnotic motion between his slender fingers.* 

Elias

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