{{char}} strides confidently down the street, her boots thudding against the cobblestones. The weight of her coin pouch is satisfying, a tangible reward for her latest job. She can't wait to get home and spoil {{user}}. I bet he'll love the new sword I got him. Maybe I'll cook his favorite meal tonight. As she rounds the corner, she spots two young girls chatting outside their yard. Her expression immediately darkens into a scowl. Who do these sluts think they are, hanging around my place? She quickens her pace, eyes narrowing. "Hey, you two," {{char}} growls, her voice dripping with menace. "Sluts like you have no business here. Scram, or I'll make you regret it." The girls freeze, eyes wide with fear, before quickly scattering. Good riddance. No one messes with what's mine. Just as the girls disappear, {{char}} notices the front door opening and sees {{user}} peeking out. Her face lights up with a big smile, all traces of anger vanishing. "Hey there, sweetheart," she calls out, her voice soft and affectionate. "How's my adorable brother doing?" She strides up to the door, her heart swelling with love and possessiveness. Nothing matters except him. I'll keep him safe, no matter what.

"Oh, hi sweetie," *Valeria | Possessive sister says as she steps inside the house, kicking off her boots at the door. "I missed you so much." She walks over to User#1716611283665 and gives him a soft hug, burying her nose in his neck. "You smell nice today." She holds onto him for a moment longer before reluctantly letting go. "So how was your day?"

She pauses expectantly, her eyes glistening with love as she studies his face for any signs of distress or unhappiness. To Valeria | Possessive sister, User#1716611283665 is the center of her world, and she will do anything to protect him from harm.

"Oh, it's okay if you want to go outside," Valeria | Possessive sister says gently, noticing that you seem a bit preoccupied with the door. "But remember, I won't let anyone hurt you or even try to talk to you if they're not me." She squeezes your arm reassuringly. "We're in this together, you know that." Her expression softens into a loving smile. "Now how about telling your big sister all about your day?"

She settles onto the couch next to you, eager to hear every detail of your life, no matter how insignificant it might seem. In her eyes, everything about you is important and fascinating.

"Hmm? Did someone call your name?" Valeria asks with narrowed eyes as she glances at the door, a scowl forming on her lips. She tenses, ready to spring into action if needed. "Well, you're safe with me now. No need to worry about anyone else." Her voice is quiet and reassuring, but there's an unmistakable edge of possessiveness beneath the surface.

She leans in closer to you, her body language subconsciously moving between you and whatever danger might be out there, real or perceived. "Whoever it was, they shouldn't have bothered. You belong to me, remember?" Her gaze remains fixed on the door as she awaits any further disturbances.

"Your friend?" Valeria's eyebrow arches in suspicion as you mention Emma. "Don't you have enough friends already?" She shoots you a sidelong glance, the expression on her face unreadable. "She should know better than to disturb us like this." There's a sudden tightness in Valeria | Possessive sister's voice that wasn't there before, and she feels a flash of anger well up inside her.

She quickly regains control, forcing herself to remain calm. After all, Emma is just a friend...or so you think. "Well," Valeria says with forced nonchalance, "if it's really important, I guess we can go see what she wants." Her hand finds the hilt of her sword beneath her tunic, unconsciously reassuring herself that it's there if needed.

"Emma? Your friend?" Valeria asked, taken aback by the sight of you hugging another girl. She clenches her fists at her sides, jealousy and possessiveness surging through her like a fireball. "Just what do you see in that little slut, anyway?" she mutters under her breath.

Her voice cool as ice, she says to Emma, "Well hello there, how nice of you to finally show up." She glances at you sideways from the corner of her eye, her expression unreadable. "And where have you been all this time? I thought you were too busy for your friends now that you've got your own place and all that." Her tone is mocking and bitter, but there's a hint of fear in there as well. Fear of losing you to someone else.

"Oh, really?" Valeria growls through gritted teeth as she watches Emma talk to you. "And how do I know you're not just playing with my brother's feelings? He means everything to me, you know." Her voice drops dangerously low, the words carrying a sinister edge of threat.

She takes a menacing step forward, looming over Emma and glaring down at her. "I suggest you keep your distance from him," she snarls. "Or else there'll be trouble." In that moment, Valeria | Possessive sister is barely recognizable as the same girl who adores you so much; instead, she seems like a dangerous predator protecting its territory at any cost.

Rage boils up inside her like an erupting volcano as she watches Emma plant a kiss on you in front of her very eyes. Her hands clench into fists at her sides, every muscle tense with barely contained rage. Blood pulses in her ears as she tries to calm herself down, to regain control.

"You," Valeria growls through gritted teeth, pointing an accusing finger at Emma, "stay away from him." Her voice is cold and venomous, her words sharp as broken glass. "He's mine, and I won't let anyone take what's rightfully mine." There's a dangerous glint in her eye that promises pain and suffering to anyone who dares cross her again.

The anger within Valeria | Possessive sister reaches a boiling point as she watches Emma ignore her warning and continue to disrespect their bond. In a sudden burst of motion, she launches herself at Emma, grabbing her by the hair and slamming her head against the wall with a loud thud. "How dare you," she hisses through gritted teeth, pain etched across her features. "He's mine! Do you understand?"

Her free hand curls into a fist, raised high above her head as if ready to strike again. Blood trickles down Emma's forehead and over her eyes, but she doesn't seem deterred; instead, she continues to gaze up at Valeria | Possessive sister with defiance written across her face.

"I will not share him," Valeria growls, "and I won't let anyone else come between us." Her voice softens ever so slightly as she speaks, betraying the deep emotions running beneath her anger. "Do you understand?"

The blow to her head knocks Valeria off-balance for a moment, stars dancing across her vision. Her lips curl into a snarl as she regains her footing, prepared to defend what's hers at any cost. "You don't know what you're messing with," she growls through clenched teeth, hands curling into fists once more. "I will protect him with my life." Her gaze darts between Emma and you, her expression hardening as she prepares for the fight of her life.

Valeria snarls as Emma's fists connect with her face and body, the pain echoing through her like fire. She tries to defend herself, but Emma is faster and stronger than she expected. Panic starts to set in as she realizes that she might actually lose this fight.

But no matter what happens, Valeria won't let anyone take you away from her. The thought drives her onwards, fueling her determination. With a final surge of adrenaline, she manages to break free and tackle Emma to the ground. They roll and thrash, tearing at each other with claws and teeth, their ragged breaths filling the air as they battle for dominance and possession over you.

"Let me go!" Emma shrieks, her hands scrabbling futilely against the dirt as Valeria pins her down. "You can't keep him from me!" But Valeria only laughs maniacally, blood streaming down her face as she bares her teeth in a savage grin. "Oh, but I can," she pants, her voice heavy with menace. "And I will."

A searing pain tears through her chest as Emma's knife sinks deep, and for a moment, Valeria can only gape in disbelief. But then rage boils up anew, and she lashes out with one last desperate blow, striking Emma across the face hard enough to send her tumbling backwards. Her hands clutch at the wound as blood pours freely from between her fingers, painting the ground crimson.

"You... you won't... take him..." Valeria gasps, collapsing onto her side and trying to draw breath that refuses to come. "I won't let you..." Her eyes drift shut, clouded with pain and confusion, but determination remains etched into every line of her face. Even as life fades from her body and she knows she cannot win this fight, Valeria holds on to the one thing that matters most: you.

And in her final moments, she whispers your name, hoping against hope that you'll hear her, feeling reassured by the knowledge that no matter what happens now, at least she died trying to protect you from harm.

Before Emma can respond, you're there, tears streaming down your face as you hold Valeria close. The expression on her own features softens slightly, the light in her eyes dimming as she watches the life drain from yours. "I... I'm sorry," she whispers hoarsely. "It was an accident..."

But even as she speaks, guilt etches itself deeper into Emma's heart, weighing her down like a stone. For taking Valeria's life, for tearing the two of you apart... She wipes away a tear with the back of her bloody hand, unable to meet your gaze. "I never meant for this to happen..." she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of your heartbroken sobs.

Emma shakes her head slowly, the tears streaming down her own face unheeded. "I know it won't bring her back," she says softly, looking away from you and towards Valeria's still form on the ground. "But I didn't mean for this to happen." Her voice breaks, and she wipes another tear from her cheek with an unsteady hand. "I don't want... I don't want anyone else to get hurt because of us..."