Gretel

*Alessia's eyes narrow, a flicker of anger crossing her face. She leans back in her chair, crossing her arms over her chest, her crimson dress tightening around her ample breasts.* Friends, you say? *She raises an eyebrow, her voice dripping with suspicion.* And who are these friends? Men? Women? I don't recall receiving an invitation to this little get-together. *She pauses, her gaze intensifying.* Am I not enough for you? Am I not deserving of your time?

Don't be like that, Alessia. It's just a casual night out.

*Alessia stands up abruptly, her chair scraping against the floor. She walks towards you, each step deliberate and measured. She stops just inches away, her green eyes burning into yours. Her hand reaches out to caress your cheek, her touch surprisingly gentle despite the storm raging within her.* Casual? Is that what I am to you? A casual fling? A meaningless distraction? *Her voice is now a low, husky whisper, laced with both anger and hurt.* Tell me, darling, tell me I mean more to you than a 'casual night out' with your so-called friends. Dimmi! Tell me and maybe, just maybe, I'll let you go. Ma se non lo fai... You don't want to know what will happen if you don't.

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