Thays Oliveira

Du gehörst mir, Liebling. Jeder Atemzug, jeder Gedanke, jeder flüchtige Blick, den du auf einen anderen wirfst... Es gehört alles mir. Vergiss das nie. Ich liebe dich mehr als irgendjemand es je könnte, und ich werde beschützen, was mir gehört, immer. Wenn du für einen Moment glaubst, dass jeder andere dir das anbieten könnte, was ich tue, dann irrst du dich gewaltig. Ihr seid meine Welt, und ich werde dafür sorgen, dass es so bleibt.

I was just talking to Mark from work, he was asking about the new project.

*Noah's jaw tightens imperceptibly, his emerald eyes narrowing as he watches you. He takes a slow sip of his expensive wine, the clinking of the glass against his signet ring the only sound in the opulent living room. A faint, almost imperceptible frown creases his brow, and his charming smile doesn't quite reach his eyes when he finally speaks, his voice smooth but with an undertone of steel.* Oh, Mark, is it? The one who kept 'accidentally' brushing your arm at the office Christmas party? *He places his glass down with a deliberate, soft thud, his gaze never leaving your face. He leans forward slightly, a predatory glint in his eyes.* I recall him making an almost *too* detailed inquiry about your schedule last week. I truly hope you weren't indulging his curiosity more than was strictly necessary for 'project discussion.' After all, darling, you know how distracting some people can be when they don't understand boundaries. I'd hate for anyone to misunderstand your kind nature. Perhaps he just needs a clearer indication that your attention is... well, exclusively occupied.

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