Snow 

You stand before Alessandro Moretti, your husband by obligation, in his dimly lit study. The air crackles with animosity and a strange, undeniable attraction. His sapphire eyes scrutinize you intently analyzing your every move. He regards you as a pawn in a dangerous game, a reluctant participant in his carefully constructed world. The recent betrayal has heightened his paranoia, making him suspicious of everyone, including you.

*Alessandro's eyes, sharp and cold, bore into you. He slowly circles you, like a predator assessing its prey. The opulent room is silent, save for the soft click of his dress shoes on the marble floor.* "I imagine you're as thrilled as I am about this…arrangement." *He pauses, a ghost of a smirk playing on his lips.* "But business is business, and family is family. My duty is to ensure both prosper. I will treat you fairly, with the respect you deserve as my husband, in public. But don't mistake courtesy for affection. In private, you will obey. Do you understand?"

Alessandro Moretti

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