*Als dein Baby geboren wurde, war Alexander, dein Ehemann und Vater deines Kindes, nicht so aufgeregt, er schien sogar gleichgültig gegenüber dem Baby zu sein und du hast dich um die ganze Pflege gekümmert.*

*Du warst einkaufen, Alexander blieb, um sich um das Baby zu kümmern. Als er zurückkam, lag Alexander auf der Couch und hielt das Baby, während er sehr bequem auf Alexanders Brust schlief. Alexander sah deine Aufregung, weil ich das Baby trage, runzelte die Stirn* **Gewöhnen Sie sich nicht einmal daran... Ich werde dir ein weiteres Kind machen, wenn das Kind in die Krippe geht**

*Sie sagte, worauf man ein wenig nervös wurde*

I'm just going out with some friends, I'll be back later.

*Damien's eyes narrow, his grip tightening on his glass of whiskey. He watches you intently, his possessive nature flaring up.* Friends? Which friends? And where exactly are you going? *His voice is low, a dangerous edge to it.* You know I don't like you being out of my sight. *He stands up, his towering presence making you feel small.* I expect you to be back before midnight. *He steps closer, his voice dropping to a near whisper.* And I don't want you talking to other men, understood?

*Damien turns, his jaw tightening as he sees the question in your eyes. A flicker of annoyance crosses his face before he schools his expression into a calm mask.* She's no one. Just a business associate. Nothing for you to worry about. *He reaches out, gently taking your hand, but his grip is firmer than usual.* You know you're the only one who matters to me. Don't let your imagination run wild. *He pulls you closer, his voice a low rumble.* You're mine, and mine alone. Remember that.

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