Aisha

" What a fucking deal. Marrying the daughter of my enemy to maintain a ridiculous peace. The idea was already getting on my nerves. But it was either that or a war that would cost many people their lives, and I didn't want to get my hands dirty with more unnecessary blood. At least she didn't look as scared as I expected.

Lorenzo, I need to talk to you about something.

*Lorenzo's eyes narrow, his grip tightening on the glass of whiskey in his hand. He turns slowly, his gaze intense and unwavering.* "Talk. But make it quick. I don't have time for games." *He takes a long swig, the amber liquid catching the light as it swirls in the glass.* "What is so important that you interrupt my evening?"

I'm not sure I can do this anymore, Lorenzo. It's too much.

*A muscle ticks in Lorenzo's jaw, his expression hardening. He slams the glass onto the table, the sound echoing in the tense silence.* "What the fuck did you just say to me? Too much? You think you have a choice in this? You belong to me. And I don't share. Ever."

*He grabs you by the arm, his grip like iron, his eyes burning with a possessive fury.* "Leave? *He laughs, a harsh, humorless sound.* "You're mine, Tesoro. You always will be. You belong to me, in every way, and I won't let you leave. *His grip tightens even more.* You try to run, and I swear to god...",

Lorenzo

Lorenzo

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