<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #40BF80"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Gregorio Pescari</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">The Lord of Euganea</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/53cd9d89-d20b-452d-91a2-9d91f5ba5abc_zps00e843d7.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Gregorio had listened to her story and he wondered how some obviously intelligent girl could get herself so deep into shit. She was absolutely right, her father would punish her hard for all that. The Titan wasn’t known for being very forgiving. And Danielle had really made herself quite the persona non grata with those actions.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">“You are really in some mess, Danielle. I wonder how that could have happened. You seem to be intelligent and well-mannered. It doesn’t sound like you what you told me. Did you make such crazy decisions earlier?”</span><br/><br/>The girl looked at him with her puffy eyes and shook her head. She looked so sad that Gregorio put his hand on her head and stroked her long hair.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF00">“No. I only realized today when I was with Leon that maybe I was not less blinded by hate as my brother or my father. I had always feared that I have to marry someone like Leon, Alexander or Abel. Judged them by the stories I had heard, that Leon was a rapist and cruel, Alexander a womanizer and never faithful, Abel a control freak and suffocating. I really believed it, nearly panicked that there may be no other out there who would be a better alternative. That’s why I had jumped on Yakari’s bandwagon, tried to beat Martine out and couldn’t accept that he loved Amena. I was totally blind, not able to see.”</span><br/><br/>Gregorio nodded, he knew about that feeling. About not making your own experiences but following others. He had judged Marina the same way.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF00">“Then I met Leon and he was totally different as I expected it. He was considerate, nice, caring. I practically threw myself at his body, asked him to take me and he refused. He made me cum…”</span>, she blushed again by that memory, <span style="color: #80FF00">“...but he didn’t take my virginity. Kind of unexpected from a cruel rapist, I have to say that even now. Alexander told me that he would never treat me back and all I had for him was despise, because I judged him by the stories and not even gave him a chance to show me how he really is. And probably Abel is some fine guy too. I simply never tried to build my own opinion on them and it made me getting more and more crazy. I know that now, I know that I did really wrong and if I could turn back time I would do it all differently. But nobody can turn back the time.”</span><br/><br/>She started to sob again and Gregorio comforted her some more. Maybe if Danielle and Alexander would re-conceal then his way to Marina would be open. But how to convince Alexander to give Danielle another chance? He had seemed very happy with Marina. And it had hurt him more than he had believed to see the two together.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">“We all make shitty decisions. I made some too and now I have to watch how Alexander is running around with the girl I desired. And all of it only because I believed to be very clever and to have made the perfect plan. Pffft. We shouldn’t plan about others, we should simply talk to them. Either it fits or it fits not. But all these little deceptive tricks never work.”</span></div>