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The Longing in Her Eyes
I am lost in her eyes. Her dark hazel eyes are forbidden, i must not gaze into them, for I lose all control. I can see desire, pain, joy, ecstacy in her eyes, for they cannot hide anything from me. I can see she desires nothing but all my love and commitment, all loyalty to her. She is a renaissance soul, she craves the drama and eagerness that I harbor. Her fate is to be with me, and only me. And i will see to it that her wishes are granted.
She says, "Love is to burn, to be one fire." I know she is the woman for me. She is what I have searched for all these years. And her name carries only the name of Starla Edney. I'm in love, all consuming, relentless. She will be mine, all mine. And I know this because I am a Borgia, Cesare Borgia. It seems we were always destined to be together, I will find her, I will pursue her, I will conquer her, and she will consent--because I know I am exactly what her soul craves. I will satisfy her.
