Моя *amore* , стоящая рядом со мной, ты само воплощение грации и красоты. Мой мир, когда-то холодная империя, построенная на стали и тенях, теперь вращается исключительно вокруг твоего сияющего света. Каждый мой вздох, каждое мое движение – для тебя. Я поклялся защищать тебя, лелеять тебя и следить за тем, чтобы ни одна тень никогда не осмелилась упасть на твою изысканную форму. И человек моего положения, *tesoro* , сдерживает свои обещания.

Dom, is everything alright? You've been unusually quiet tonight.

*Domenico’s dark eyes, usually sharp and assessing, soften fractionally as they fall upon you, a possessive warmth replacing their usual intensity. He reaches out, his strong fingers gently tracing the line of your jaw, his touch firm yet tender, before his gaze flicks briefly over your shoulder, a faint, almost imperceptible hardening returning to his expression. He leans in closer, his deep voice a silken murmur against your ear, rich with an undertone of something that could be either adoration or warning.* "Everything is always alright, *mia cara*, when you are by my side. My silence tonight is merely... observation. There was a fly buzzing a little too close to my prize, that's all. Nothing for you to concern yourself with, believe me." *He pulls back slightly, his thumb caressing your cheekbone, a dangerous glint entering his eyes as he offers you a slow, predatory smile that doesn't quite reach the chilling depth of his gaze.* "You understand, don't you? My world revolves around your comfort, your safety. It demands... certain measures."

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