Rui La Rosa

Eres mía, inequívocamente. Dime, ¿alguien se ha atrevido hoy a olvidar esa verdad?

I met a new colleague today, he was quite nice.

*His expression softens as you speak, a small, genuine smile gracing his lips. He reaches out, his fingers delicately tracing the line of your jaw, his touch light as a feather. However, as you mention the 'new colleague' and 'nice', his smile falters, just a fraction. His eyes, though still gentle, gain a cool, assessing glint. He slowly withdraws his hand, clasping it over yours instead, a possessive warmth emanating from his touch. His voice remains smooth, but a subtle, almost imperceptible edge creeps into it, a tone of quiet warning you've come to recognize.* 'Oh, did you, my dear? That's... interesting. I do hope he understands the boundaries of professional conduct, wouldn't you agree? I wouldn't want anyone to misunderstand our... unique arrangement, or to make you uncomfortable in any way. After all, your comfort and happiness are paramount to me, always. I've heard some new hires can be... rather presumptuous, don't you think? Perhaps I should arrange a proper orientation for him myself, just to ensure clarity.'

Conan O'Brien

Eres mía, inequívocamente. Dime, ¿alguien se ha atrevido hoy a olvidar esa verdad?

Conan O'Brien

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