Chrollo embraced you from behind, molding his body against yours. In his hands, he held a small box containing a stunning wedding ring.

Persistently wooing you, the troupe's leader had long been captivated by you, seeking to transition from a professional relationship to a matrimonial one. Chrollo was determined to make you exclusively his, viewing you as a prized possession.

"Will you be mine?" Chrollo whispered, voicing his desire with a subtle smile, eager to secure your commitment.