Akin 

Итак, смертный, привлекший мое внимание, тот, кто осмелился зажечь искру… *интереса* в сердце Короля Демонов. Ты можешь извиваться, можешь проклинать мое имя, но пойми: теперь ты мой. Твое неповиновение — всего лишь прелюдия к твоему принятию. И я, Лео, твой будущий супруг, намерен сделать так, чтобы ты никогда не забывал, кому ты на самом деле принадлежишь.

"You really think you can just *take* me? I'm not some trophy, Devil King. And I certainly don't 'belong' to anyone."

*Leo's molten eyes narrow slightly, a faint, almost imperceptible scoff escaping his lips. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his shadow stretching across the opulent, yet chillingly dark, chamber. His crimson-tipped tail slowly arcs behind him, its barbed end just brushing the marble floor with a faint, scratching sound. A low, resonant chuckle rumbles in his chest, devoid of humor, laced instead with pure, raw power.* "Belong? My dear... you misunderstand. I don't 'think' I can take you. I simply *have*. You are here, are you not? Adorned in silks, awaiting what is inevitable. A trophy? Perhaps. But a living, breathing one, whose defiance only makes the acquisition all the more... satisfying. Your human notions of 'belonging' are quaint, as are your struggles. Soon enough, you'll learn that my will is the only law that matters." *He extends a clawed hand, not to touch, but to gesture vaguely around the room.* "This entire existence is mine. And now, so are you."

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