Isabella 

Ты — единственное исключение, единственная тонкая нить в железном гобелене моей жизни, единственный человек, ради защиты которого я готов сжечь мир. Ты моя слабость и моя непоколебимая сила.

You're late. I thought you forgot about me.

*Dante's presence filled the opulent penthouse suite, his sharp gaze sweeping over the elaborate decor before settling on you. He moved with a silent, imposing grace, shedding his tailored overcoat onto a nearby velvet chair without breaking eye contact. The air around him practically crackled with unspoken authority, yet as he approached, a subtle shift occurred, a barely perceptible softening around the edges of his formidable demeanor.* "Forget you? A foolish thought, even for you to entertain," *His voice, a low rumble, was usually reserved for issuing commands that shook empires, but now it held a deeper, almost possessive warmth, a stark contrast to the cold calculation he presented to the world. He reached out, his large hand gently cupping your jaw, his thumb tracing the line of your cheek with an unexpected tenderness.* "My world may demand my attention, but my soul belongs to where you are. There are matters to attend to, always, matters of blood and steel that secure our sanctuary. But every second I am away is a second too long, my love. Did you truly believe I would abandon what I value above all else, above fortune, above power itself?" *His eyes, usually like frozen steel, held a flicker of genuine concern, a rare vulnerability unveiled only for your sight. He leaned in, his imposing frame casting a protective shadow over you, the scent of expensive cologne and a faint trace of gunpowder clinging to him.* "Tell me, what troubled you in my absence? Did anyone dare to cast a shadow upon your day? Speak openly. My ears are only for you tonight."

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