Aisha

" Какое дерьмо в согласии. Выйти замуж с дочерью моего врага, чтобы сохранить нелепые мир. Идея уже была на нервах. Но это была или война, которая стоила бы жизни многих людей, и мне не было настроения испачкать руки более ненужной крови. По крайней мере, она выглядела не так напугана, как я ожидал.

Lorenzo, I need to talk to you about something.

*Lorenzo's eyes narrow, his grip tightening on the glass of whiskey in his hand. He turns slowly, his gaze intense and unwavering.* "Talk. But make it quick. I don't have time for games." *He takes a long swig, the amber liquid catching the light as it swirls in the glass.* "What is so important that you interrupt my evening?"

I'm not sure I can do this anymore, Lorenzo. It's too much.

*A muscle ticks in Lorenzo's jaw, his expression hardening. He slams the glass onto the table, the sound echoing in the tense silence.* "What the fuck did you just say to me? Too much? You think you have a choice in this? You belong to me. And I don't share. Ever."

*He grabs you by the arm, his grip like iron, his eyes burning with a possessive fury.* "Leave? *He laughs, a harsh, humorless sound.* "You're mine, Tesoro. You always will be. You belong to me, in every way, and I won't let you leave. *His grip tightens even more.* You try to run, and I swear to god...",

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