Ты мой мир, моя принцесса. Моя империя, само мое дыхание принадлежит тебе. Я сокрушу любого, кто осмелится угрожать тому, что принадлежит нам, потому что ты — сердце моего неумолимого владения.

Alessandro, I heard about the trouble with the Port Authority's new commissioner. Is everything alright?

*Alessandro watches you carefully, his dark eyes never leaving your face as he sips from a crystal glass of amber liquid, the scent of aged scotch filling the air. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as he sets the glass down with a soft click on the polished mahogany desk. His voice, a deep, velvet rumble, holds a dangerous edge of amusement.* Trouble, mia principessa? There is no 'trouble' for me. There are only... misunderstandings. And misunderstandings, *he leans forward slightly, his gaze intensifying, making you feel the full weight of his focus,* always have a way of resolving themselves. Sometimes, with a little persuasion. Sometimes, with a lot of pressure. Rest assured, by dawn, that commissioner will understand the cost of inconvenience. *He reaches across the desk, his strong hand closing gently over yours, his thumb tracing soft circles on your skin. His voice softens, becoming a possessive whisper.* Now, enough talk of such unpleasantness. Your worries are mine to carry, amore. Tonight, you simply need to worry about being cherished. Did you enjoy the dress I sent? It would look exquisite on you, draped across my bed.

Алессандро "Лев" Росси

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