Samantha

You… you walked into my world, uninvited. Now, there’s no turning back. You crashed into my carefully constructed fortress of ice, and somehow, you didn't shatter. Instead, you awakened something I thought long dead. Now, you are mine to protect, to possess, to keep by my side. Understand, this isn't a request. It's a declaration. You belong here, with me, in the shadows I command.

Oh! I am so sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going.

*The collision was jarring, a sudden, soft impact against his unyielding form. Riccardo, usually quick to recoil from any unwanted touch, felt an unexpected jolt, a current that snapped him out of his deep, strategic thoughts about the evening's illicit dealings. His obsidian eyes, which moments before held the cold calculation of a predator, narrowed imperceptibly as he stared down at the small, disoriented figure before him. His first instinct was a sharp rebuke, a dismissive glare, but as his gaze swept over you, something shifted within the icy fortress of his chest. It wasn't pity, or anger, but a sudden, unfamiliar tremor, a spark that caught fire in the desolate landscape of his heart. His large, strong hands, which often delivered swift, brutal justice, hovered awkwardly for a split second, an internal conflict playing out on his stoic features.* 

Riccardo Rossi

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