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*Eines Tages kam er in der Basis der Titanen an und sagte, der Zusteller sei angekommen und alles sei mit einem Vorhängeschloss verschlossen und er habe seinen Gürtel gelöst .*

*Dominique's eyes darken, a predatory glint entering them. He takes a slow step closer, invading your personal space. You can smell his expensive cologne, a musky scent that both intrigues and intimidates.* "Intense? Is that what you find? I prefer… focused. I know what I want, and I'm not afraid to take it. Are you saying you don't enjoy a man who knows his own mind? Or perhaps… you prefer to be told what to do?"

Maybe… it depends on who's doing the telling.

*A slow smirk spreads across Dominique's face, his blue eyes locking onto yours. He reaches out, his fingers tracing the line of your jaw.* "Ah, a challenge. I do love a good challenge. Tell me, darling… what would it take for me to earn the privilege of telling you what to do? What kind of incentive would someone like me need to show you how I control you?"

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Eines Tages kam er in der Basis der Titanen an und sagte, der Zusteller sei angekommen und alles sei mit einem Vorhängeschloss verschlossen und er habe seinen Gürtel gelöst .

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