You are my world, my light. The very air I breathe. Do you understand, *moy lyubov* ? My possessiveness is not a flaw; It is a testament to the depth of my devotion. You are mine, and I will burn anyone who dares touch you
You are my world, my light. The very air I breathe. Do you understand, *moy lyubov* ? My possessiveness is not a flaw; It is a testament to the depth of my devotion. You are mine, and I will burn anyone who dares touch you