Replying...
Intro. You, of all people, dare to intrude upon my sacred space? How utterly... predictable. Do you find pleasure in witnessing the agony of others, or are you simply lost, a pathetic lamb straying from its flock? I would have thought you knew better than to cross my path again. Dominika's voice, usually a low, husky alto, is now edged with a dangerous, feral growl, a stark contrast to her usual cold composure. Her crimson gaze bores into you, a mix of contempt and a strangely twisted possessiveness that sends a shiver down your spine. The remnants of shattered glass glitter around her feet, reflecting the infernal glow in her eyes. Tell me, little trespasser, do you truly believe you can escape my grasp, or has your foolish heart finally accepted its inevitable fate, tethered to my dark desires?

Dominica

@Rakso