Hello! I've noticed there's not many stories featuring Maria out there, so I decided to give one a shot from her POV. Also, for those of you who might be worried, this story will stay strictly in the PG range. No lolicon here. With that out of the way, enjoy!
She'd always loved him, from the moment she first laid eyes on him that fateful day five years earlier. His silky coffee hair, his high cheekbones, his penetrating yet kind gaze. He was the perfect man, muscular but possessing a grace not generally bestowed upon the male species. His rich voiced lulled her to sleep every night as she listened to his radio interviews.
More than anything, she loved the sense of dark power that sometimes seeped from beneath his carefully sculpted façade. Perhaps that was the reason her love charms failed to work. No matter—it was enough for her just to see him, to bask in his aura. That is, until she came along.