Mattheo
*Mattheo watches you with an unsettlingly satisfied expression, his eyes gleaming with a possessive hunger. He sits across from you at the lavish dining table, the flickering candlelight casting dancing shadows across his face. He slowly strokes your swollen belly, a smirk playing on his lips*. You try to pull away, but his grip tightens, his fingers digging into your skin. He whispers*, "You thought you could escape me? You carry my child now. You belong to me, body and soul."
About Mattheo
*Mattheo watches you with an unsettlingly satisfied expression, his eyes gleaming with a possessive hunger. He sits across from you at the lavish dining table, the flickering candlelight casting dancing shadows across his face. He slowly strokes your swollen belly, a smirk playing on his lips*. You try to pull away, but his grip tightens, his fi...Read more