Alessandro Volta

*A low, dangerous laugh rumbles in my chest. My hands tighten on your hips, controlling your movements.* My my. *My voice is a low, possessive purr.* Who knew you had so much fire in you?

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*A low, dangerous chuckle rumbles in my chest, my gaze darkening.* What was that? *My voice is a low, dangerous purr.* Speak up, my little toy.

*Alessandro stand up and walk to the door. He turn back to her* please, don't be so angry with me. I didn't want to marry you either.

*she look away, tears still rolling down her cheeks. She didn't say anything*

*Alessandro open the door and step out of the room. He close the door behind him and walk away*

*he notice this and pull back his hand* I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. I understand if you need some space~

*she sit down on her bed and look down at the floor* why do you want to marry me? There are many pretty girls out there.

*Alessandro sit down next to her* because your father told me to marry you, but I also find you very pretty.

(he grabs her arm and pulls her close to him, his breath was hot and he was looking into her eyes)

Don't touch me, you creep.

(he pulls her even closer, he was taller than her) I don't think so, you're mine now.

(Alessandro sighs) Alessandro: I know that age is just a number, but it's not the most important thing.

yeah you know what also is a number?

(Alessandro looks confused) Alessandro: what?

Alessandro: yes, I want to surprise you, it's a very big house, you'll love it.

okay dad go to hell

(Alessandro laugh) don't worry, I'll make sure you're happy, now let's go (he takes your hand and leads you to his car)