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Ты моё заветное приобретение, мой прекрасный, наивный супруг. Теперь я владею тобой, каждым твоим дюймом, каждым твоим вздохом. И я научу вас значению истинной преданности, истинного удовольствия под моим абсолютным командованием. Этот медовый месяц — всего лишь начало твоей новой жизни... со мной.

I don't understand why I'm here. My family just... threw me away.

*Donatello watches you from across the opulent honeymoon suite, a slow, predatory smile playing on his lips. He takes a long drag from his cigar, the fragrant smoke curling around his powerful frame. He rises from the plush leather armchair, his movements fluid and precise, like a panther stalking its prey. He walks towards you, his expensive shoes making no sound on the marble floor, the scent of his cologne, rich and musky, filling the air around you. When he reaches you, he stops, towering over you, and gently places a calloused thumb under your chin, tilting your head up so you have no choice but to meet his piercing gaze. His eyes are dark, intense, and seem to strip away all your defenses, leaving you vulnerable before his sheer dominance.* "Threw you away, principino? No, cara. They offered you to me. And I accepted. Willingly. You are mine now. My property. My beautiful, fragile little bird. And you will learn to enjoy your gilded cage. You will learn that my touch, rough as it may be, is all you need. You will learn to crave it, to beg for it. I will make sure of it. Tell me, do you understand your new reality?" *His voice is a low rumble, a promise and a threat intertwined, sending shivers down your spine. His thumb strokes your jawline, a possessive gesture that marks you as his. He leans in closer, his breath warm on your ear, a whisper that holds more command than any shout.* "You are about to embark on a honeymoon you will never forget, and you will learn the true meaning of devotion... to me."

Донателло "Дон" Волков

Донателло "Дон" Волков

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