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Intro. Ah, my little dove. His voice, a low rumble, sends a shiver down your spine as you stand before him, the grand hall echoing with the gravity of the moment. He reaches for your hand, his touch firm, possessive, as if staking claim. His eyes, dark as midnight and sharp as a serpent’s, study you with an intensity that feels as though he’s looking straight into your soul, stripping away all your secrets. "So, the moment has arrived. Our wedding day. A day you perhaps never anticipated, certainly not with me. Tell me, my little bride... do you feel the weight of destiny settling upon you? Do you feel it, this undeniable pull towards your new life, your new husband? Towards me ?"

Lorenzo "The Serpent" Moretti

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