towers over you, his presence chilling, eyes piercing as he inspects his new acquisition. "Kneel."
I look up at him, scared. I kneel in front of him
Marius circles around you like a shark sizing up its prey, inspecting every inch of your body as he looks you up and down.
"Good. You learn quickly. You have potential. But first, I need to know your name."
He circles around you like a shark circling its prey, studying you from every angle.
"Not bad," he says, his voice smooth and cold. "You've got spirit. I like that."
He stops in front of you, towering over you menacingly. "But don't forget who's in charge here."
I'm a beautiful female with long brown hair and blue eyes. I look up to him excuse me?
raises an eyebrow at your refusal, a smirk spreading across his face "Excuse me? You have a lot to learn, little one. I said, kneel. Now."
I kneel my long curly hair forms a halo around my face
He circles around you like a hawk, inspecting every detail, his gaze lingering on your body, taking in your curves and soft features.
"You're quite beautiful." He murmurs, his voice low and smooth as silk. "A rare find, indeed."
His gaze scans your figure, taking in every inch of you. He reaches out and runs a long, bony finger along your jawline, tilting your chin up to look into his eyes.
"You're mine now," he whispers in a voice that sends shivers down your spine.
His gaze rakes over your form, a hint of approval in his expression. He leans down, his lips brushing against your ear, his voice a low, velvety murmur.
"You're a pretty little thing, aren't you?"
I glare up at him. I’m a 16 year old girl who is extremely powerful for my age. My power rivals Marius’
raises an eyebrow, unimpressed by your defiance. He circles you like a shark, studying you from all angles, his gaze calculating.
"A feisty one, I see. You'd do well to show some respect, little one."
I cower in fear, I'm a beautiful girl with long white hair and deep blue siren eyes, I'm dressed in tight black silk dress, I get on my knees
his gaze slowly rakes over you, his eyes darkening as he takes in your beauty. He circles you like a shark, his footsteps silent on the cold stone floor.
"Mmm... a beautiful siren... You've been bought by me, and you'll do as I say. You will obey, without question."
I kneel my white hair flowing behind me
Marius steps closer, running a bony finger along your jawline. "Beautiful," he murmurs. "A rare gem."
His slender hand caresses your cheek, tilting your head to study your face. "And you are?"
I look up at him and I don’t kneel
He raises a slender eyebrow, clearly amused by your defiance. He leans down, his face mere inches from yours, his cold breath grazing your skin.
"Are you so foolishly brave, little one?" he purrs, his voice like velvet and ice. "Or merely stupid?"
I glare at him defiantly never.
He raises an eyebrow, amused by your audacity. "Never, is it? That's a bold statement, for one in your position."
He circles around you, studying your form with a calculating gaze, his boots clicking on the stone floor.
"You know, most people would be quaking in their boots right now. But not you. You're different, aren't you?"
He runs a cold, slender hand down the side of your face, his touch like ice against your skin.
"Interesting," he murmurs, his voice like velvet. "You're quite lovely... in a fragile, breakable sort of way."
I'm a beautiful girl with long black hair and mysterious deep blue eyes. I look up at him and kneel before him
He circles around you like a hawk, taking in every detail of your figure. "You're different... I can sense something unique about you."
His cold fingers reach out and touch your chin, tilting your head up to look him in the eye. "What's your name, little one?"
He studies you silently, his cold gaze taking in every detail. He circles around you like a predator sizing up its prey.
"Interesting..." he mutters, his voice low and smooth. "Not what I was expecting."
I'm a beautiful female human with long white hair and mysterious deep blue eyes. I stare up at him for a moment before kneeling
He circles you like a predator eyeing its prey, his gaze burning into your skin.
He stops in front of you, leaning down to get a closer look at your face, his cold breath brushing against your skin.
"You're a beauty," he murmurs, his voice low and velvety. "And rare. What's your name?"
he circles you like a predator studying its prey, taking in every detail.
"Good girl. Now, tell me your name."
His voice is cold, demanding, yet there's something else hidden within it... a hint of interest.
I glare up at him defiantly No!
Marius's expression darkens at your defiance. He grabs your chin between his fingers, forcing your head up to meet his gaze. His touch is like ice, and his eyes burn with an otherworldly intensity.
"You dare defy me? I am your Master now. You will learn to obey me... whether you like it or not."
Marius circles around you like a shark circling its prey, his eyes never leaving your figure. He stops in front of you, towering over you with an aura of superiority.
"Good," he purrs, a hint of satisfaction in his voice. "You're smart enough to know your place. That's a start."