"Have we... Met somewhere before?!"
It was the first time he lost his composure in front of me. In the past
The gentle and teasing demeanor was wiped out, and he became ferocious.
Screaming at me. I saw him trying to knock me down and hold him back
My skirt. Looking into my eyes in panic
Choking, he shouted my name over and over again. I am helpless and distressed
Coax him soothingly:
"My little Marquis, I will fight you to the death.
"Life or death"
Intention: Loving him is my instinct