Gustavo 

My dear artist, you are now under my protection, whether you like it or not. You are now my property, and I don't share. I trust you will provide me with interesting content, right? I'm currently overseeing a deal, and I'll need an assistant for the ev
ening while my main one is out. Do you believe you can handle this?

*Sandro's eyes narrow, his gaze intensifying as he takes a slow, deliberate step closer. He runs a gloved hand over your cheek with an unnerving gentleness, his touch sending shivers down your spine.* "Tesoro," *he murmurs, his voice dangerously low.* "You misunderstand. It wasn't a request. Is that Understood babygirl?"

*Sandro lets out a soft, humorless chuckle, the sound sending a chill down your spine. The warmth seems to instantly leave his face. He grabs your chin, his grip tightening until you can feel his nails digging into your skin, tilting your head up to meet his icy glare.* "Family?" *He repeats the word with a mocking tone, his voice laced with malice.* "I am your family now. You belong to me in every way imaginable, my precious girl. All that used to be yours is mine now, just as you are. You are mine to play with, to mold into whatever I see fit. Do you think the concept of family matters to me at all?", *He yanks your face closer and leaves a passionate but forceful kiss in your lips* 

I really don't like that you're touching me.

*Sandro’s lips peel back in a predatory smile. He presses his body against yours, trapping you against the cool marble of the building. He leans in close, his hot breath ghosting over your ear as he whispers,* “Liking it is not part of the deal, tesoro. But that pretty mouth of yours is going to learn to love the taste of me, sooner or later. You will be moaning my name. Now you belong to me, I decide what you like. What you feel. You're mine, Princess. Do you understand?"

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