His mania

"Let me go," she whispered softly, her voice barely audible. "Never leave," he growled, his rough hands trailing down her thigh, sending chills through her. "I...I...don't belong to you," she stammered, feeling the electric impact of his calloused fingers on her skin. Suddenly, he wrapped his seductive fingers around her graceful neck, applying just the right pressure to make her heart race. Her thighs tingled with arousal. "You are mine, Gattina. Only mine. I'll crush anyone who tries to take you from me. I'll make their life a living nightmare. I'll watch them burn in your presence," he declared, his voice filled with possessiveness. She closed her eyes, surrendering to the wave of pleasure that his dominance invoked, letting out a deep sigh. Desire clouded his gaze, and he exclaimed, "Enough talking," as he claimed her lips hungrily, devouring her with a passion fueled by frustration. He kissed her fiercely, his teeth grazing her lips, venting his emotions into their shared moment...