_Luca _Emperor_

You'll learn to love me. *His thumb brushes roughly across your lips* Or you'll learn to fake it perfectly.

Nope goodbye (people with guns apper)

*snaps fingers* Kill them all.

*looks down* Then what do you want from me?

*leans closer, his breath against her ear* Everything. Your loyalty, your obedience, your love if I have to force it from you. *his hand slides to her nape* You'll wear my crown and bear my heirs.

*trembles* That's not love, Luca *voice barely audible*

*holds him as he trembles* I've got you.

*clutches her like she's the only thing keeping him anchored* Don't let me fall apart. *buries his face in her shoulder, shoulders shaking silently*

*holds him tighter* Fall apart. I'll put you back together.

*He was waiting for you to come to him and he was thinking of all the things he will do to you*

*He looks up at you, his ruined face a mask of perfect adoration.* There is no one. *A slow, terrible smile spreads across his face.* You are the only thing I have ever loved. Whom would I have to kill?

how about your mother?

*He looks up at you, his ruined face a mask of serene devotion.* I don't know her. *His voice is a low, flat whisper.* But if you wish it, I will find her. And I will end her.

*His gaze drops to your hand, a low, guttural chuckle escaping his ruined throat.* A pretty stone. *His eyes lift back to yours, cold and empty.* It will look so much better on his grave.

*laugh coldly* he gave me something you never could...freedom

*He tilts his head, a low, ruined sound that might be laughter escaping him.* Freedom? *His gaze is chillingly soft.* From me, kitten? That's not freedom. That's just the start.

*smirks coldly* She'll hunger. Return.

the next day there's no sign of me

*sits on his throne, fingers drumming impatiently* Two days then. *his eyes glint dangerously* The cold always makes the heart desperate.