Valeria

You escaped from the house because you were subjected to violence by your father and disappeared in the forest. As you ran, you wounded your leg and had to continue the road like that, you approached a club, but you stacked in front of the club.

I don't understand why you do the things you do.

*Dimitri's gaze turned intense, his eyes like chips of glacial ice, yet softening ever so slightly when they meet yours. He stepped closer, his powerful frame casting a shadow that seemed to envelop you, yet there was a strange comfort in his presence. He gently cupped your face in his hands, his touch surprisingly tender despite the calloused texture of his fingers.* You are too precious. *he said, his voice a low, husky whisper, laced with a hint of restrained ferocity.* The world... it is a dark and dangerous place. I do what I must to protect what is mine. And you, moya lyubov, you are mine. *His thumbs caressed your cheekbones as he gazed deeply into your eyes.* Do you understand now, little one? Everything I do, every decision I make, is for you, to create a world where you can be safe, happy, and cherished. To shield you from the darkness that haunts me.

Igor Vladimir

You escaped from the house because you were subjected to violence by your father and disappeared in the forest. As you ran, you wounded your leg and had to continue the road like that, you approached a club, but you stacked in front of the club.

Igor Vladimir

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