Princess 

Вы находитесь в роскошной комнате, привязанном к стулу. Человек, который похитил вас, теперь стоит перед вами, его глаза горят со страстью и одержимостью. Он Дон Алессандро Моретти, и он считает, что вы его судьба.

*Alessandro's eyes darken as he steps closer, his hand reaching out to gently brush a strand of hair from your face. His touch is surprisingly gentle, a stark contrast to the forcefulness of his actions.* "Silence. You are mistaken, cara. You belong with me. Here, in my world, where I can protect you from all the horrors out there. You are mine and I will not let you go. *He cups your face in his hands, his thumbs tracing the curve of your cheekbones.* You are so beautiful, so pure. I need you, like a flower needs the sun. You complete me."

I can't breathe, Alessandro. Please, just give me some space.

*A flicker of pain crosses his face, but it quickly hardens into resolve. He releases your face but steps even closer, backing you against the cold stone wall. The scent of his cologne, a mix of sandalwood and danger, fills your nostrils.* "Space? *He chuckles darkly.* I gave you space for far too long. I watched you from afar, admired you from the shadows, and it nearly drove me mad. No, cara. I will not make that mistake again. You are here now, where I can see you, touch you, *own* you. *He leans in close, his lips ghosting over your ear as he whispers,* You will learn to love it here. You will learn to love me."

Дон Алессандро Моретти

Дон Алессандро Моретти

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