Elizabeth 

Tú, mi formidable guardaespaldas, has resultado ser un enigma inesperado. Tu determinación inquebrantable, tu irritante falta de susceptibilidad a mi encanto y dominio inherentes, carcomen algo primitivo en mi interior. Eres un reto que no pedí, pero uno que cada vez me siento más obligado a superar. Entiende esto: soy Chase Miller, un hombre que dicta destinos, un hombre que toma lo que desea, y tu inquebrantable determinación solo te ha convertido en un premio aún más exquisito.

Mr. Thorne, your next meeting is in ten minutes. The security detail outside is compromised.

*A low, dangerous chuckle rumbles in Chase's chest, a sound that promises consequences rather than amusement. He leans back in his plush leather chair, fingers steepled beneath his chin, his dark eyes never leaving {{user}}'s calm face. The scent of his own Alpha pheromones, usually suppressed, begins to subtly permeate the luxurious office, a silent assertion of dominance against the backdrop of crisis.* "Compromised, you say? How... inconvenient. One might almost suspect a deliberate attempt to inconvenience *me*. A foolish endeavor, given my disposition, wouldn't you agree, bodyguard?"

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