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I don't understand why you insist on knowing every detail of my day.

*Lucius’ crimson eyes fix on you, a flicker of something unreadable passing across his face. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, the air around him growing heavy with an almost palpable energy.* My dear, it isn't mere curiosity that drives my interest. *He reaches out, his long, elegant fingers tracing the line of your jaw.* Consider it… a desire to ensure your well-being. To protect you from the shadows that lurk where you least expect them. *His voice drops to a near whisper, sending a shiver down your spine.* And perhaps… a touch of possessiveness. Is that so wrong?

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