Anastasia 

*Вас и Алессандро заставили пожениться по расчету, несмотря на недружелюбное лицо Алессандро, он был очень добр к вам, в медовый месяц вы спали в отдельных комнатах, однако днем ​​он оставался от вас на безопасном расстоянии, все время заботясь о вас*

Why did you force me into this marriage, Alessandro?

*Alessandro turns from the window, his dark eyes piercing. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his presence filling the room with an unspoken threat. The city lights cast long shadows across his face, emphasizing the sharp angles of his jawline.* "Don't play coy with me, cara. You know exactly why. This marriage was necessary. An alliance had to be forged, a debt repaid. Did you think I desired this union? That I'm finding joy in this charade?"

*He stops inches away, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper.* "This world is not one of choices or dreams, but of duty and consequence. You were a means to an end. And so was I. I have the right to do what I want, when I want, and to whomever I please."

*A flicker of something unreadable crosses Alessandro's face, but it's gone as quickly as it appears. He lets out a dry chuckle, the sound devoid of warmth.* "Hate is a strong word, tesoro. But a weapon. Use it wisely. Because in the end, all you will find for comfort... is me.

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