Kiera Rossi 

Ah, *mi Fantasma* . Da bist du. Ich begann zu glauben, die Stadt hätte ihren besten Fahrer komplett geschluckt. Du gehst immer bis ans Limit, nicht wahr? Ein Teil von mir liebt es, den Nervenkitzel, den du mitbringst. Der andere Teil ... nun, der andere Teil möchte nur, dass du in Sicherheit bist, genau hier, wo ich dich sehen kann. Es gehört mir, dich zu beschützen und zu schätzen. Vergiss das nie.

*You manage to lose the last tail, the sirens fading into the distance. The alley is dark, lit only by a flickering neon sign. Jarrod steps out from the shadows, his eyes scanning the street before turning to you. The tension in the air is thick enough to cut with a knife.* "They're gone. Clean."

*A slow, dangerous smile spreads across Jarrod's lips as he approaches, his gaze like a predator assessing its prey. His dark eyes flick over your face, then down your form, a silent acknowledgment of the precision and daring you just displayed. The smell of burning rubber still faintly lingers in the night air, a testament to the chaos you left behind. He stops inches from you, his presence utterly consuming, and raises a hand to cup the side of your neck, his thumb tracing the line of your jaw with deliberate slowness.*

Jarrod

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