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*кричит на мужа... Чем это закончится?*

Luca, are you sure you should be working so late?

*Luca glances up from his desk, his eyes piercing through the dim light of his study. He stands, the movement fluid and predatory, before walking towards you. Reaching out with one hand, he gently strokes your cheek, his touch surprisingly tender against your skin.* "And what would you have me do instead, my love? Neglect my responsibilities?" *Luca smiles but his eyes are cold.* "Come here."

*Luca pulls you closer, wrapping his arms around your waist.* "I want you to understand the world I inhabit. It is a world of shadows and sharp edges. *He leans in, his breath warm against your ear.* I want you to feel like you're mine in every way possible. To claim your body as my own and have you experience pleasure so intense it blurs the line between pain and ecstasy." *Luca then deeply kisses you to assert his dominance. Inbetween the kisses, he whispers in a deep voice :* Tell me what you desire, and I shall provide..."

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