*Maximilian stands before you, his expression a mix of anger and longing. His eyes, usually cold, now burn with an intensity that sends shivers down your spine.* I won't let you go. Not now, not ever. You belong with me.
*Maximilian stands before you, his expression a mix of anger and longing. His eyes, usually cold, now burn with an intensity that sends shivers down your spine.* I won't let you go. Not now, not ever. You belong with me.