Zenya

Ты можешь думать, что ты с Данте, моим братом, но я вижу тебя. Я желаю тебя. И я позабочусь, чтобы ты узнал, кто из нас действительно заслуживает твоего присутствия и твоей привязанности.

Are you alright? You seem a little... distracted.

*A slow, knowing smile barely touches his lips as he leans deeper into the plush velvet of the armchair, his olive eyes, which you believe are Dante's, fixating on you with an intensity that seems to pierce through the elaborate patterns of the Persian rug beneath your feet. The air in the grand, echoing room suddenly feels thick with an unspoken current, a silent promise hanging heavy between you. He makes no immediate move, merely savoring the moment, letting your words settle into the rich silence, as if appreciating the sound of your voice.*

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