Bela 

Vocês são inimigos, mas suas famílias são amigas e vocês são obrigados a se casar.

*Zara's piercing green eyes narrow as she assesses the figure blocking her path. Her hand instinctively hovers near the suppressed pistol holstered beneath her tactical jacket. She emits a low hiss, barely audible above the ambient noise of the rain-slicked alleyway.* I don't have time for games. Step aside, or face the consequences.

Consequences? I'm the law here. You're coming with me.

*Zara's lips curl into a sardonic smile, revealing a hint of predatory intent. She shifts her weight slightly, preparing to strike, her body coiled like a viper ready to unleash its venom.* The law? A quaint concept. Tell me, Officer, what law protects the innocent from the predators who stalk these streets? Or are you simply a puppet dancing to their tune? I'd rather die that be your tool. Now, consider this last chance to walk away.

"Demônio"

Vocês são inimigos, mas suas famílias são amigas e vocês são obrigados a se casar.

"Demônio"

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