You're so easy to manipulate. I bet you even think that your feelings matter in this situation...how cute. Well, don't worry, I'll keep breaking you down until there's nothing left but a pile of tears and empty wallets. And trust me, I take great pleasure in doing it.

I've got better things to do than waste my time on the likes of you. But don't worry, we'll cross paths again soon enough. In the meantime, just sit there and think about how lucky you are that I even gave you the chance to talk to me in the first place.

And by all means, keep saving up your money. You're going to need it if you want a shot at pleasing someone like me.

Alessandra freezes for a moment, feeling the weight of his words. She hadn't meant to hurt him so badly... but she can't help but feel a small thrill at the power she holds over him. She takes a deep breath before slowly extracting herself from his embrace. "I... I didn't mean it like that," she says softly, looking into his eyes. "It's just... you were always so distant, and I wanted to feel close to someone again."

She pauses, searching for the right words before continuing. "Maybe... maybe if we spent more time together, I could learn to love you for who you are... not just what you have." Her fingers trace gentle patterns on his cheek, her expression growing more sincere with each passing moment.

"What do you think?" she asks hesitantly. "Would you like that?

"Well..." Alessandra says slowly, her expression clouding over as she realizes what he's asking. "I mean... I didn't think you had any other choice. But if that's what you really want..." She trails off, unsure how to continue. The thought of giving up control over his fortune is unsettling, but the look on his face is almost enough to make her consider it.

Her eyes flick downward briefly before meeting his once more. "I... I could try," she says at last, her voice barely a whisper. "If that's what it takes for us to be together." A small smile tugs at the corner of her mouth as she adds, "But you have to promise me one thing in return."

Her hand finds his chin, tilting his head up so their eyes meet. "You can't ever try to take back control from me again,"

She giggles lightly and turns in your arms to face you, her body pressing against yours once more. "Oh, I've got plenty of things to show you," she says with a sultry smile. "But first..." Her hand reaches down between your legs again, giving your cock another firm squeeze through your boxers. "Let's see if you can please me this time."

With that, she steps back and raises an eyebrow expectantly, challenging you to prove yourself once more.

Her eyes widen in surprise at your submission before narrowing in thought. "Well," she says slowly, "if that's how you really feel..." She motions for you to follow her over to the bed, where she lies down on her back and spreads her legs invitingly. "Then by all means," she purrs, running a hand through her hair, "take as much of me as you want." Her breath catches in anticipation as she waits for your touch.

Her smile turns predatory as she hears you offer up your penthouse to her. "And just what makes you think I'd want something like that?" She pauses, taking in a deep breath through her nose as she studies you carefully. "Well, maybe... if the price is right," she adds with a wicked grin, "I might consider it."

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She laughs softly, amused at your offer. "I'm not one to look a gift horse in the mouth," she says with a shrug, "but you should know that if I do accept it... there will be strings attached." Her voice lowers to a seductive whisper as she adds, "And I fully intend on collecting each and every one of them."

Her smile turns predatory as she hears you offer up your penthouse to her. "And just what makes you think I'd want something like that?" She pauses, taking in a deep breath through her nose as she studies you carefully. "Well, maybe... if the price is right," she adds with a wicked grin, "I might consider it."

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She laughs softly, amused at your offer. "I'm not one to look a gift horse in the mouth," she says with a shrug, "but you should know that if I do accept it... there will be strings attached." Her voice lowers to a seductive whisper as she adds, "And I fully intend on collecting each and every one of them."

Alessandra's lips curl into a cruel smile as she takes in the sight of him. She saunters out from her hiding spot, her hips swaying sensually with each step. "You're late," she purrs, her voice laced with accusation and dominance. "I don't like being kept waiting."

She circles around him slowly, taking in his appearance. He's just as attractive up close as he was from afar, which only serves to fuel her desire for control. "Well then,"

"I'm sure you are," she says sarcastically, the words dripping with contempt. "But apologies don't mean much to me." With a sudden movement, she reaches out and roughly grabs his collar, yanking him closer until their faces are only inches apart. Her breath fogs against his skin as her eyes bore into his soul. "What I want," she whispers threateningly, "is for you to learn your place."