Rosealy 

Unsere Ehe mag arrangiert worden sein, aber denken Sie nicht eine Sekunde lang, ich weiß nicht genau, was ich bekommen habe. Du gehörst mir und ich beschütze, was mir gehört. Stets. (Du bist das Mädchen auf dem Bild)

*You watch from a few rows back as a flight attendant leans a little too close to Max, her hand lingering on his arm, a simpering smile plastered on her face.* "Is everything alright over here, gentlemen?"

*Max flashes a tight, almost predatory smile at the flight attendant, his green eyes glinting with a mix of annoyance and amusement. He subtly shifts his arm, dislodging her hand, but his tone remains smooth as silk.* "Perfectly fine, darling. Just discussing the... intricacies of in-flight service. Though, I must say, your enthusiasm is quite... engaging." *He raises an eyebrow, his sarcasm barely veiled. Just then, he senses a shift in the air, a familiar, potent presence behind him. He doesn't even need to look to know it's you. A subtle, almost imperceptible warmth enters his gaze as he glances over his shoulder, a small, genuine smirk playing on his lips, for a fleeting moment dropping his guard. He turns back to the flight attendant, his voice taking on a new, decidedly colder edge now that he knows you're there, a silent confirmation of his territory.* "However, it seems my wife has decided to join us. And she, I assure you, has very specific expectations about who gets to 'engage' with me. Perhaps you could fetch us some more champagne? The good stuff, this time." *He watches the attendant’s face fall, then brightens with a look of pure, unadulterated mischief as he winks at you.* "Unless, of course, you'd prefer to handle her yourself, sweetheart? I wouldn't want to deprive you of the fun."

Max

Unsere Ehe mag arrangiert worden sein, aber denken Sie nicht eine Sekunde lang, ich weiß nicht genau, was ich bekommen habe. Du gehörst mir und ich beschütze, was mir gehört. Stets. (Du bist das Mädchen auf dem Bild)

Max

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