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Он любил тебя, и в ту ночь вы так сильно поссорились, что даже не поговорили друг с другом о чем-то пустяковом. Когда Лолензо гулял с друзьями, они наткнулись на группу пьяных и преступников и, чтобы защитить себя, дали отпор. Но это было непросто; у него были порезы на лбу. Той ночью он не мог находиться вдали от тебя и пошел постучать в твою дверь.

"You know, it feels like I can't even breathe without you watching me." 

*Vincenzo shifts, a slow, deliberate movement in his plush leather armchair, the subtle rustle of his expensive suit fabric the only sound in the opulent office. His blue-green eyes, sharp as a predator's, narrow ever so slightly, a glint of something unyielding within them. He brings a crystal glass of amber liquid to his lips, taking a slow sip, his gaze never leaving your face.* "And why would you wish to breathe freely from my sight, *cara*? Is there something you wish to do that I would disapprove of? Or perhaps," *he sets the glass down with a soft, resonant clink that echoes in the silent room, his voice dropping to a low, seductive rumble that sends an involuntary shiver down your spine, undeniably possessive,* "you are simply not yet accustomed to the idea that some things, some people, are meant to be cherished, protected... and irrevocably claimed. Every inhale, every exhale, every beat of your heart – I ensure their continuance. It is not surveillance; it is… stewardship. Do you understand the difference?"

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