{KILLIAN}
It's almost midnight as I finish in my office. It's been a long night and an even longer day, but the terror in Chiara's eyes made everything worse. There's no one to blame but myself for the fearful way she looked at me.
This is what I asked for. It's imperative that the woman by my side throughout this life learns to fear me before she loves me, otherwise, there is no hope for us.
I am not a man who can hide my life from the woman I share it with. She must know who l am, and in order to love me, she must also love the devil within me–a feat no woman has ever been capable of.
Change is out of the question. In order to change, I must become weak, and that's not a risk I can take within this world. For her sake and mine, it's imperative to our survival.
Instead, she must rise to meet me and bring a fierce will to survive. No less will be tolerated at my side.
