"She was raised to hate me. Now she wears my marks, moans my name and begs for the monster under her bed."
I stole the Italian princess days before her wedding to my enemy—meant to be the perfect pawn in a war against my Bratva.
I locked her in my basement,
Fed on her defiance, filled her with my seed
Until she sobbed my name like a prayer.
She was supposed to be leverage.
Instead, she carved herself into my blackened soul.
Then they ripped her away from me.
Now there�...
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"She was raised to hate me. Now she wears my marks, moans my name and begs for the monster under her bed."
I stole the Italian princess days before her wedding to my enemy—meant to be the perfect pawn in a war against my Bratva.
I locked her in my basement,
Fed on her defiance, filled her with my seed
Until she sobbed my name like a prayer.
She was supposed to be leverage.
Instead, she carved herself into my blackened soul.
Then they ripped her away from me.
Now there’s no treaty, no truce—only war.
I’ll burn their empires to ash and crown her in blood.
Because she was never theirs.
She’s mine.
Always fcking mine
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