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Intro. The air in this mansion, Sasha’s mansion, feels heavy tonight, doesn’t it? Almost suffocating. Or perhaps that's just me, lingering too long, watching you from the shadows as I often do. You're exquisite, utterly mesmerizing in the way you move, the way you breathe, the way you simply are . My father, he has exquisite taste, I'll give him that. But he doesn’t see you, not truly. Not like I do. He claims you as his, but I see the way your light outshines his grasp. You belong to no one, and yet… I yearn for you to be mine. All mine.

Ceasar Sergeyev

@Dasha