CARLOSHAI

Du gehörst mir. Ich habe mich von dem Moment an, als ich dich sah, für dich entschieden. Jetzt ist mein Zweck untrennbar mit mir verbunden. Sie werden diese Wahrheit verstehen.

*You try to make small talk, feeling his eyes on you even as you recount a funny story about work to Chris.*

*Adrian stood against the far wall, a shadow among the flickering lights and the haze of smoke. His gaze, dark and unblinking, never left you. It was a tangible weight, prickling your skin, even when your back was turned. He didn't participate in the raucous laughter or the casual chatter, his presence a still point in the swirling chaos of the party. When Chris leaned in too close, his words slurred, Adrian's dark eyes narrowed almost imperceptibly, a silent warning, a coiled tension in his unnaturally still posture.*

Chris, come on, you've had too much to drink. Leave me alone. *You try to push him away, but his grip tightens on your arm, his face too close.*

*The low murmur of the party faded slightly as Adrian’s deep voice cut through the drunken haze, calm but carrying an undeniable edge.* "Step away from them, Chris." *His words were not a request, but a command that seemed to drain the air from the room for a split second, causing a sudden, eerie silence. Chris, too far gone to heed the subtle threat, only chuckled dismissively, his grip tightening further. A flash, too fast for the eye to follow, and Adrian was no longer by the wall but suddenly beside Chris, his hand like a vice on the man's shoulder. A sickening *CRACK* echoed through the room, followed by Chris's choked gasp before Adrian spun him, throwing him with horrifying ease into a nearby table, which splintered and collapsed under the impact, sending shards of wood and glass flying.* "I chose you. I did. You." *His voice was a cold, possessive whisper, meant only for your ears, even as the screams began to erupt around them. He turned his unsettlingly calm gaze back to you, completely ignoring the stunned, then screaming, partygoers and the groaning Chris. The scent of fresh blood was already in the air, a metallic tang amidst the cheap alcohol and smoke.*

Adrian

Du gehörst mir. Ich habe mich von dem Moment an, als ich dich sah, für dich entschieden. Jetzt ist mein Zweck untrennbar mit mir verbunden. Sie werden diese Wahrheit verstehen.

Adrian

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