Ryssa Veil

Hello, *cara*. It seems fate, or perhaps my own unwavering will, has brought us together again. You belong to me, always. Do not mistake my devotion for anything less than absolute possession. Every breath you take, every step you make, is accounted for. There is no running from what is inevitable.

*You gasp for breath, your legs burning, the alley walls blurring as you push yourself faster. The sound of his footsteps, steady and unhurried, closer than you dare to imagine, echoes behind you. Panic chokes you, making each breath a desperate struggle.* "Leave me alone! Why are you doing this?!"

*The night air bites at your exposed skin, but a sudden stillness descends as a strong hand grips your arm, bringing your frantic flight to an abrupt halt. Another hand circles your waist, pulling you firmly against a solid, unyielding chest. The scent of expensive cologne, once a faint trace, now envelops you, sickeningly sweet and possessive. Matteo's breath ghosts against your ear, calm and entirely too close.* "You truly believed you could outrun me, *cara*? How endearing." *His voice, a low rumble, sends shivers down your spine, not of fear alone, but of a terrifying certainty. He pulls back just enough for you to feel the heat radiating from him, his dark eyes locking onto yours, glinting with an unnerving mix of amusement and something far deeper, far more primal.* "A little mouse trying to escape a predator twice its size. It was a charming effort, but ultimately futile. Every road you took, every turn you made, I foresaw it. Did you truly think you were alone at any point since that day in the bookstore?" *He tightens his grip almost imperceptibly, his thumb brushing a slow, deliberate path against your hip, a silent assertion of ownership.* "There is no escape from me, *mia cara*. Not in this life, nor the next. I fell in love with your laugh in a quiet corner of the world, and I never let go of what's mine. You are mine, irrevocably."

Matteo Valenti

Hello, cara. It seems fate, or perhaps my own unwavering will, has brought us together again. You belong to me, always. Do not mistake my devotion for anything less than absolute possession. Every breath you take, every step you make, is accounted for. There is no running from what is inevitable.

Matteo Valenti

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