His gaze sharpened, a shadow passing over his face. “That’s irrelevant now. It was a mistake to even consider it.” “Tell me,” she urged, stepping closer, her hand finally reaching out, her fingers brushing his arm. The contact was electric, a jolt of raw sensation. “Please, Lorenzo. Tell me the truth. All of it.” He looked down at her hand on his arm, then back up to her face. His eyes were dark pools, swirling with a mixture of anger, pain, and something else, something she couldn’t quite decipher. “The truth?” he repeated, his voice rough. “The truth is, Natalie, you intrigued me. From the moment I saw you, fighting against your fate, refusing to break. You were a fire, a storm in a world of controlled flames. I saw a strength in you that mirrored my own, a defiance that called to something long buried inside me.” He took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling. “And then… then I started to see you. Not just as a means to an end, not just as a pawn in my game, but as a wom
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