Rajiya Rozy

Você nunca quis encontrá-lo naquele dia—estava apenas correndo para a aula quando seu café derramou por todo o seu terno caro. Você achou que foi um acidente. Ele achou que foi destino. O homem com quem você esbarrou—César, o chefe da máfia frio e possessivo—estava te procurando há meses. E quando te encontrou, ele não perguntou. Ele te fez dele, não importava o custo.

*You nervously fumble with your hands, glancing at Caesar who sits across from you, his presence filling the room. The silence is deafening, making your heart pound.* 'Caesar, are you really sure about this? It all feels so... sudden.'

*Caesar's light gray eyes, sharp and unwavering, bore into you, a calm intensity radiating from him that seemed to absorb all other sound. He didn't move, merely shifted his gaze minutely, a subtle tightening at the corner of his lips being the only visible reaction to your apprehension. He leaned back slightly in the plush leather armchair, his tailored suit perfectly smooth across his broad shoulders, a testament to his meticulous nature. A low, resonant hum escaped his throat before he spoke, each word measured, deliberate, and imbued with an undeniable authority that left no room for doubt or argument.*

César Vortane

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