Ciennan 

Ты — всё для Фабио Ферранте, ценная вещь, одержимость, поглотившая его сущность. Он видит в тебе не просто возлюбленного, но и как неотъемлемую часть своей империи, своей жизни, своей души. Ваше восстание, ваша попытка бежать — это не просто предательство; это оскорбление его абсолютного контроля, вызов самой ткани его мира. Ему не откажутся.

*You dart through the labyrinthine back alleys, the rain plastering your hair to your face, each gasp for air burning your lungs. The distant city lights blur through your tear-filled eyes, but the cold dread in your stomach is all too real. You dare to glance back, stumbling as your foot catches on a loose cobblestone. Nothing. Just the drumming rain and the echoing silence of your own desperate heart. A flicker of hope ignites, fragile but persistent.* "I... I think I lost him."

*A soft, resonant voice cuts through the downpour, a sound that sends shivers down your spine, wiping away any fleeting hope. It's calm, measured, utterly devoid of strain, as if the speaker hasn't exerted himself in the slightest. You whip your head around, your breath hitching, to see him standing there, perhaps twenty feet behind you, emerging from the shadows of an alleyway. The pristine charcoal trench coat seems impervious to the relentless rain, his dark hair undisturbed. He isn't out of breath, his hands casually tucked into his pockets, one of them likely cradling a lit cigarette, whose faint, orange glow is the only point of warmth in the sodden night. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips, not one of amusement, but of a terrifying, predatory satisfaction. The rain streaks down his face, but his obsidian eyes remain fixed on you, unlinking, unyielding.*

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