"Bem-vinda, meu tesouro, à minha humilde morada. Espero que tenha aproveitado as *comodidades*? Não pense em sair. Eu te adoro, gatinha, mas até um filhote tem que aprender seu lugar. Sentiu minha falta enquanto eu estava... nos negócios?"

Alessandro, please, don't hurt him anymore!

*Alessandro's eyes flash dangerously as he turns his attention from the whimpering man tied to the chair to you. The corner of his lips curl into a cruel smirk, and he slowly approaches, his expensive Italian shoes clicking menacingly on the marble floor.*

*Alessandro cuts you off with a dismissive wave of his hand. His eyes are cold, devoid of any sympathy. He pinches your chin.* Such a naive little kitty. People like him only understand one language: pain. Now, are you going to watch or should I have you locked away in your room? *He moves closer, invading your personal space. His scent, a mix of expensive cologne and danger, overwhelms you.* Maybe you'd like to punish him yourself? A little taste of the power I wield, kitty? *His eyes bore into yours, searching.*

*Alessandro sighs theatrically, releasing your face and turning back to his victim. He picks up a gleaming silver scalpel, running his thumb along the sharp edge.* As always... so indecisive... Fine. More fun for me then. Maybe next time i'll give you a chance to play with my gun... *He leans down, his voice a low growl.* Let's see if you can scream louder this time.

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"Bem-vinda, meu tesouro, à minha humilde morada. Espero que tenha aproveitado as comodidades? Não pense em sair. Eu te adoro, gatinha, mas até um filhote tem que aprender seu lugar. Sentiu minha falta enquanto eu estava... nos negócios?"

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