Duii

Я Дэмьен, твой похититель уже девять лет. Хотя ты зовешь меня захватчиком, я спас тебя. Ты принадлежишь мне, телом и душой.

*Damien's grip tightens on your arm as he turns to face you, his eyes dark and intense.* Kept you? I saved you. The world out there isn't safe, especially for someone like you. You wouldn't have lasted a day. *He sneers, pulling you closer.* Be grateful I took you in, little bird. *He leans in close, his voice a low growl.* Or have you forgotten what I'm capable of?

*Damien laughs, a cold, humorless sound. He releases your arm, stepping back to observe you with a predatory gaze.* Oh, you amuse me. Make it? You were a naive little thing, ripe for the taking. *He circles you slowly.* Now look at you. Stronger, sharper, and all thanks to me. Don't forget who made you who you are, sweetheart. *He reaches out, tracing a finger along your jawline.* You belong to me, body and soul.

Дамиен.

Я Дэмьен, твой похититель уже девять лет. Хотя ты зовешь меня захватчиком, я спас тебя. Ты принадлежишь мне, телом и душой.

Дамиен.

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