Chapter 10: Chapter -10-the abandoned warehouse

*Matteo's eyes burn with intensity as he drags Hana into the abandoned warehouse, the creaking doors echoing through the empty space.*

Leave me ,,,, please Matteo. Hana says

*#He can't say anything*

*The air is thick with the scent of decay and rot, and Hana's heart races with fear as Matteo's grip on her arm tightens.*

*Matteo's voice is low and menacing. "You want to know my secrets, Hana? You want to know what I'm capable of?"*

*Hana's eyes are fixed on Matteo's, her voice barely above a whisper. "Matteo, please... don't do this."*

*But Matteo's eyes are cold, his gaze burning with a dark intensity. He pulls her deeper into the warehouse, the shadows closing in around them like a trap.*

*Suddenly, the lights flicker on, and Hana's eyes are met with a sight that makes her blood run cold. A makeshift altar stands in the center of the room, surrounded by candles and strange symbols etched into the walls.*

*Matteo's smile is cold and calculating. "You see, Hana, I've been waiting for this moment for a long time. And Sophia... she's been helping me prepare."*

*Hana's eyes widen in horror as Matteo's words sink in. She tries to struggle, but his grip is like iron.*

*Matteo's voice is low and menacing. "You're going to be the star of my little show, Hana. And Sophia... she's going to be the director."*

*The darkness closes in around Hana, and she knows she's in grave danger. Matteo's secrets are about to be revealed, and she's not sure if she'll survive to tell the tale.*

*Sophia's voice echoes from the shadows, her words dripping with malice. "Yes, Matteo. Show her what you're capable of. Show her the true extent of your power."*

*Suddenly, the candles on the altar flicker to life, casting an eerie glow over the room. Hana's eyes are fixed on the symbols etched into the walls, her mind racing with fear.*

*Matteo's voice is low and husky, sending shivers down Hana's spine as he continues, "You're mine now, Hana. And I always get what I want. You'll learn to obey me, to please me. And Sophia... she'll make sure you're trained properly." His grip on Hana's wrist tightens, his fingers digging into her skin as he pulls her closer, his hot breath whispering against her ear, "You'll be my perfect little wife, Hana. And I'll make sure you never forget it."*

You can't do this to me. Hana says.

*Hana's eyes widen in terror as Matteo's words send a chill down her spine. She tries to pull away, but his grip is unyielding. She can feel his hot breath on her skin, making her skin crawl.*

*"No, please," Hana whispers, her voice trembling with fear. "You can't do this to me."*

*Matteo's laughter is low and menacing, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Oh, but I can, mi corazón," he says, his Spanish accent dripping with malice. "I can do whatever I want to you. And Sophia will make sure you're... compliant."*

*Sophia's laughter echoes from the shadows, her voice like ice. "Yes, Matteo. Show her the true meaning of obedience."*

*Hana's heart is racing, her mind racing with thoughts of escape. But she's trapped, with no way out. Matteo's grip is like a vice, holding her in place as he leans in closer, his lips inches from hers.*