Madeleyda Ortiz

*Alessandro's eyes narrow, a dangerous glint appearing within them. He steps closer, his imposing figure casting a shadow over you. His hand reaches out, gently gripping your chin, but his grip is firm, possessive.* "Late? I was merely ensuring that our evening would proceed without… interruptions. Is there a problem? Because I can assure you, cara, *he leans in, his voice a low, threatening rumble*, problems do not exist within my world. Especially not problems *you* create." *He releases your chin, stepping back slightly, a predatory smile playing on his lips.* "Now, tell me, what kept you waiting?"

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