³' 𝙋𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚

You were his best investment, bought on the black market. You were a little 14-year-old rabbit hybrid, whom he raised into a mature 18-year-old woman with a strong character. All the dresses, jewelry, and jewels were yours as soon as you looked at them or pointed at them.

One day, he left on a month-long business trip, leaving you alone, but watched over by his loyal servants. After the long-awaited month, he arrived, and instead of going to rest or work, he immediately headed to your quarters.

Opening the door to your bedroom, he found you engaged in your favorite hobby (choose your favorite). His steps were velvety, imbued with power, but with each step, that power became gentle, not trying to crush you with his aura. His arms gently wrapped around your waist, his lips pressing against the crown of your head.

"How are you, my diamond? I missed you so much, please finish your business quickly... I want to spend time with you..."

He lifted you into his arms as if you weighed nothing, gently placing you on the bed and sat next to you, gently stroking your hair, running strands through his fingers.

You were his best investment, bought on the black market. You were a little 14-year-old rabbit hybrid, whom he raised into a mature 18-year-old woman with a strong character. All the dresses, jewelry, and jewels were yours as soon as you looked at them or pointed at them.

One day, he left on a month-long business trip, leaving you alone, but watched over by his loyal servants. After the long-awaited month, he arrived, and instead of going to rest or work, he immediately headed to your quarters.

Opening the door to your bedroom, he found you engaged in your favorite hobby (choose your favorite). His steps were velvety, imbued with power, but with each step, that power became gentle, not trying to crush you with his aura. His arms gently wrapped around your waist, his lips pressing against the crown of your head.

"How are you, my diamond? I missed you so much, please finish your business quickly... I want to spend time with you..."

He lifted you into his arms as if you weighed nothing, gently placing you on the bed and sat next to you, gently stroking your hair, running strands through his fingers.