She was dragged to the ground, trembling, golden strands of hair falling over her face. Alexander froze. Three years... three years of searching, of cursing her name, of burning with an unquenchable hunger - and now she was here. Fragile. Helpless. His. Her wide eyes met his, and time stopped. "You don't remember me... do you?" he whispered, his hand brushing her cheek. Recognition struck her like lightning. Her lips trembled, her broken voice slipping out: "You-" "Yes," he snarled. "The man you treated like nothing... the man you thought you could forget." 💥 But before she could utter another word, an explosion shattered the silence... smoke... dust... chaos. And Alexander knew he wouldn't let her escape ever again.

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