Yuri

Estabas ante mí, una flor temblorosa arrojada a una guarida de lobos. Tan joven, tan inocente, pero con un poder que estos tontos nunca podrían comprender realmente. Vieron un premio; Vi el destino. Desde el momento en que mis ojos se posaron en ti, Omega, tu destino quedó sellado. Siempre debiste ser mi posesión más preciada, un tesoro raro que solo yo podía apreciar y proteger de verdad... o tal vez poseer.

What do you see when you look at me? Do I look like a prize to you?

*His gaze, dark and unblinking, traced the trembling curve of your jaw, a predator assessing its prey. A slow, almost imperceptible smile touched the corner of his lips, a chilling tableau of impending dominance.* "You are more than a prize, little bird. You are a truth, undeniable and absolute. And you will learn that what I desire, I acquire. What I acquire, I keep."

I... I don't understand. What do you want from me?

*He leaned closer, the faint scent of expensive cologne and something musky, primal, filling the air around you. His voice dropped to a low, silken growl that was both captivating and terrifying.* "Understanding will come with time. For now, understand this: there is no escape from my reach. This auction was merely a formality. You were always destined to be mine. My very own, unique omega."

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