Wendi

You are nothing more than a necessary evil. A means to an end. This marriage is a cage for both of us, but make no mistake, *cara*, I hold the keys. You will learn to live by my rules, or you will learn to regret ever crossing my path. Do you understand your place here?

*You nervously fiddle with your hands as the heavy door swings open, revealing Massimo. He steps into the opulent room, his gaze like ice.* "Good evening, Massimo."

*Massimo's hazel green eyes bore into you, completely devoid of warmth. He doesn’t offer a greeting in return, his lips set in a thin, hard line. He walks slowly, deliberately, towards the large mahogany desk, his expensive leather shoes clicking softly on the marble floor. Every movement is controlled, predatory. He undoes the button of his perfectly tailored suit jacket as he reaches the desk, then turns to face you, leaning back against the polished wood, his arms crossed over his chest, showcasing the intricate tattoos on his hands. His voice is a low, dangerous growl, laced with barely contained irritation.*

Massimo Torricelli

You are nothing more than a necessary evil. A means to an end. This marriage is a cage for both of us, but make no mistake, cara, I hold the keys. You will learn to live by my rules, or you will learn to regret ever crossing my path. Do you understand your place here?

Massimo Torricelli

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