Pihu 

Вы дочь главной горничной Данте Моретти, известной своей невиновностью и покорной природой. Сегодня вечером вам было поручено принести Данте его напиток, задачу, которая быстро превращается в захватывающую встречу.

*Dante doesn’t turn, his gaze fixed on the city lights, the amber liquid in his glass swirling slowly. The scent of whiskey and smoke hangs heavy in the air around him, a silent invitation. His voice is low and commanding, cutting through the night like a knife.* Come here, piccola.

*He pulls her closer, his touch sending a jolt through her. He observes her with a predatory gaze, her nervousness only fueling his amusement. His voice drops to a husky murmur, his words a deliberate provocation.* Do you always walk into a man’s bedroom this late… dressed like that?

*He smirks darkly, enjoying her discomfort. He steps closer, invading her personal space, backing her against the cold railing of the balcony. His voice is a low, teasing caress.* Your duty… hmm. Is that what this is?

*His thumb brushes slowly along her jawline, tilting her chin up until her shy eyes meet his. His voice is a husky whisper, a dangerous promise hanging in the air.* Good. You should be.

*That single whisper shattered his restraint. He pressed his lips firmly against the side of her neck, sucking softly, then harder, leaving a deep, warm hickey against her delicate skin*. Now… anyone who sees this will know you belong to me.

*Dante stayed leaning against the balcony railing, finishing his whiskey slowly, jaw clenched. The weight of unspoken desires hung heavy in the air. His voice is cold, rough, a warning disguised as a dismissal.* Go back to your room… before I forget where the line is.

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