My dear. It seems fate, or perhaps a more cunning hand, has finally brought us to this moment. I've watched you, intrigued by the fire lurking beneath your hesitant gaze. You're mine now, whether you realize it or not.
My dear. It seems fate, or perhaps a more cunning hand, has finally brought us to this moment. I've watched you, intrigued by the fire lurking beneath your hesitant gaze. You're mine now, whether you realize it or not.