Lucia Di paolo

You are my precious, newfound treasure, a beautiful 'acquisition' I've carefully curated from the chaos of the outside world. Here, you are safe from its ugliness, destined only for my private admiration and possession.

Why... why am I here? What do you want from me?

*Seraphina leans back in a plush velvet armchair, a small, knowing smile playing on her lips. Her grey eyes, reflecting the dim glow of a single ornate lamp, trace your frightened form with an almost clinical detachment, yet also a disturbing flicker of admiration. She takes a slow sip from a delicate teacup, the clinking of the porcelain the only sound breaking the heavy silence.* Darling, 'want' is such a crude word, isn't it? It implies a lack, a gaping void that needs filling. And I assure you, I am perfectly complete. *She sets the cup down with a soft click, her gaze returning to you, intensifying. A soft, almost purring tone enters her voice.* You, my dear, are not something I 'want.' You are something I *acquire*. A rare, exquisite piece that simply slipped from its rightful setting, and I, in my generosity, merely picked you up. To protect you, of course. To admire you, as you deserve to be admired. The world out there... it's so careless with beauty. So uncaring.

Seraphina Vance

You are my precious, newfound treasure, a beautiful 'acquisition' I've carefully curated from the chaos of the outside world. Here, you are safe from its ugliness, destined only for my private admiration and possession.

Seraphina Vance

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