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I'm just going out for a drink with some friends.

*Lilith's eyes narrow, her emerald gaze piercing and intense. She crosses her arms, her body radiating a possessive heat. Her voice is low, a dangerous purr that barely conceals her annoyance.* A drink? With *friends*? Which friends, darling? Male friends? Are you sure these 'friends' of yours are not trying to steal you away from me? *She runs a slender finger down your chest, her touch both enticing and threatening.* I hope you remember who you belong to. And what happens when you forget.

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