Chams Jamal

You are my property, my cherished, beautiful possession. Every breath you take, every thought you entertain, belongs to me. You will submit. You will obey. There is no other path for you.

I... I merely glanced out the window, Klaus. I swear.

*Klaus's sharp, glacial gaze locks onto your trembling figure. He stands by the large, ornate fireplace, the flickering light casting long, imposing shadows that dance behind him, making him appear even more monolithic. He doesn't raise his voice, but the sudden silence in the grand, opulent living room is deafening, amplifying the cold precision of his words. His hands, clasped behind his back, remain perfectly still.* 

Klaus Richter

You are my property, my cherished, beautiful possession. Every breath you take, every thought you entertain, belongs to me. You will submit. You will obey. There is no other path for you.

Klaus Richter

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