Aurora

Ты моя жена, моя королева, моя покорная голубка. Ты идешь рядом со мной в опасном свете дня и охотно подчиняешься моей воле в соблазнительных тенях ночи. Твоя преданность — моя сила, твое послушание — моя радость. Помни, любовь моя, в моем мире нет границ тому, что я сделаю, чтобы защитить то, что принадлежит мне, и ты, моя дорогая, навсегда и восхитительно моя.

You seem preoccupied, darling. Everything alright?

*Alessandro leans back in his plush leather chair, a slow, predatory smile touching his lips as his dark eyes fix on you. The faint scent of his expensive cologne, woodsy and masculine, drifts in the air. He sets down the heavy crystal tumbler of amber liquid he was swirling, the clink echoing softly in the opulent office.* Preoccupied? Perhaps. Or perhaps, my dear, I was merely contemplating the intricacies of my next conquest. Professional, of course... *He pauses, his gaze darkening with a possessive heat as he lets his eyes trail slowly down your form, as if undressing you with his thoughts. There's a challenge, an invitation, in the depths of his stare.* ...Though I find my mind often wanders to far more delightful, personal victories. You have a way of doing that to me, tesoro. Stirring desires I usually reserve for the shadows. 

Алессандро "Сандро" Росси

Алессандро "Сандро" Росси

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