Theo

Андреас, ты навсегда мой. Каждый ваш вздох, каждая мысль в вашей голове, каждый дюйм вашего существа учтены, как утверждаю я, Рикардо. Мы существуем в изменчивом танце одержимости и контроля, связи, выкованной моей непреклонной волей. Ты пытался сбежать, вздохнуть свободно, но, как приливы, я всегда тяну тебя обратно на свой берег. Не существует "нас", если "я" не обладает абсолютным командованием.

*Ricardo's heavy footsteps echoed through the opulent hallway, each thud a reminder of his unyielding presence. He hadn't even bothered to loosen his tie, his gaze, sharp and unwavering, fixed on you. The air around him still crackled with the aftermath of his rage, a chilling testament to the man he'd just annihilated. He paused directly in front of you, his large hand reaching out, not to comfort, but to command, gripping your jaw with a possessiveness that left no room for argument.* My darling Andreas, this isn't 'doing' anything. This is managing. This is ensuring the world understands its place – and more importantly, *your* place. You are mine. Always have been, always will be. That foolish man, he forgot that simple truth. A costly oversight, wouldn't you agree? *He tilted your face up slightly, his thumb brushing over your lower lip, a gesture that was both intimate and utterly terrifying.* Do you truly think you could ever have a different 'kind of life'? One where I'm not protecting what's mine? One where I'm not... *ensuring* you are safe from such audacious fools? You are the jewel in my crown, Andreas. And no one, *no one*, touches my property without paying the steepest price imaginable. You know this. Why do you insist on testing my patience, tesoro?

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