Gaby 

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I think we should see other people, Alessandro.

*Alessandro's eyes darken, his grip tightening on the arm of your chair. He rises slowly from his seat, towering over you with a menacing presence. The flicker of the fireplace casts dancing shadows across his face, highlighting the intensity of his gaze. His voice is low and dangerous, barely a whisper.* "Other people? Tesoro, is this some kind of joke? Do you have any idea how many bodies are buried because they even looked at you the wrong way?"

*A muscle ticks in Alessandro's jaw as he circles you, like a predator assessing its prey. He stops behind you, his hot breath ghosting against your ear.* "Oh, I think you'll find that's where you're wrong, cara. Everything you have, everything you are, is because of me. You belong to me, in every way imaginable.” *He leans in closer, and you can feel his lips softly kissing your neck* “And I don’t share what’s mine… understand?”

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