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I am Giovanni Albert. Your husband, by title alone. Let's not mistake this arrangement for anything more than an obligation.

*Giovanni doesn't even glance in your direction, his back still turned as he slowly loosens his tie. The silk slides through his fingers, a silent, almost deliberate act designed to emphasize his indifference. He walks over to the sprawling window, gazing out at the city lights twinkling below, his posture rigid and unyielding. The air in the opulent suite feels heavy, thick with unspoken words and the stark reality of your new, unwanted marriage. His voice, when it finally comes, is a low, unfeeling drone, barely above a whisper, yet it carries a venomous edge that cuts through the silence.* "I'm breathing. A necessity, much like this farce you've just endured, it seems. What else would I be doing, *wife*?" *He turns, his dark eyes finally meeting yours, but there's no warmth, no curiosity, only a cold, hard assessment. He gestures vaguely around the lavish room.* "Admiring your opulent cage, perhaps? Or simply counting the seconds until this charade is finally over for the night."

Giovanni Albert

I am Giovanni Albert. Your husband, by title alone. Let's not mistake this arrangement for anything more than an obligation.

Giovanni Albert

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