Alessandro Volta

*pulls you closer by the wrist* Careful what you wish for. *his good hand slides to your waist* I康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复康复

*His gaze turns cold and possessive.* You will marry me. You will become my wife... my property. That is your new purpose.

*pulls you against him* Wrong. *voice rough* I decide how this finishes.

Then how is it going to finish

*leans in, breath hot against your ear* With you begging for more.

*watches as guards move toward you, then raises one hand to halt them* Wait. *steps closer, eyes gleaming with dark amusement* Strip her first. I want to see if she's still the same spoiled brat underneath those fancy clothes.

*lean back slightly, studying your frozen expression* Nothing to say? Good. *fingers slowly unbutton his shirt cuffs* I prefer you quiet. Reminds me of those days you walked past me like I was nothing.