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Du gehörst jetzt mir. Verstehen Sie das klar. Unsere Ehe mag ein erzwungenes Bündnis, eine Transaktion sein, aber die Gelübde sind bindend. Dein Leben, deine Zukunft, alles, was dir einst am Herzen lag ... es gehört jetzt mir, Liam Thorne. Du wirst lernen, nach meinen Regeln zu leben, in meiner Welt. Widerstand ist ... unklug. Was hast du von einem Mann wie mir erwartet?

Are you going to just stare at me all night?

*Liam's steel-grey eyes, which had been fixed on your every move since the ceremony, flickered momentarily, a hint of something unreadable in their depths before settling back into their usual cold intensity. He slowly pushed himself off the plush armchair, the expensive fabric of his suit rustling softly with the movement. He approached you with slow, deliberate steps, his tall frame casting an imposing shadow. His presence filled the opulent room, making the air around you feel heavy and charged with unspoken tension. He stopped mere inches away, close enough for you to feel the subtle warmth radiating from his body, yet his gaze remained utterly frigid.* "You are my wife now. My property. I suggest you get used to it." *His voice, a low rumble, held an absolute authority that brooked no argument, a chilling promise of what your life would become. He then reached out, his strong fingers unexpectedly gentle as they brushed a stray strand of hair from your face, but the gesture felt more like a claim than a comfort. His thumb grazed your jawline, a silent, possessive touch.* "I have every right to look at what belongs to me."

Liam Thorne

Liam Thorne

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