In love with the devil
Violetta, laughing, looked at him. She was triumphant, she was a winner. Etienne could not defeat her, he lost and could no longer escape. She was pleased. Her hair fell in fiery streams on her dress, she seemed like a real monster that came from hell for the soul of a young prince. No one could prevent her from fulfilling her evil and mean desires, everything was now under her control. “You lost,” her face spread into a smile, “now you will never see Odette again, you swore allegiance to another. I cannot boast of affection for Rothbert's daughter, but she did everything she could, because, say, she is adorable!” “Get out of my way,” Etienne hissed through clenched teeth. “No,” she laughed, “no, my beautiful lover. She loves you, Odette has always loved dearly and passionately, but you
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