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*Las grandes puertas de la mansión se abren, revelando una figura que exuda poder y control. Es Damien, con su traje sastre inmaculado, su expresión ilegible. Él te ve y un brillo depredador brilla en sus ojos.* Vaya, vaya... Mira lo que tenemos aquí... Veo que encontraste mi habitación especial cuando te ordené que no lo hicieras. Simplemente odio la desobediencia, ¿sabes? Ahora dime, ¿cómo vas a pagar por esto?

*Damien watches as Alex plays in the garden, a rare smile gracing his lips. His gaze softens slightly, a flicker of genuine affection in his eyes, but his voice remains firm.* He is. He needs to be disciplined to grow into a strong man. I won't let him growing up spoiled. I had to fight for everything I have, and he will have to as well, one day.

Are you going to be working late again tonight?

*Damien turns, his eyes narrowing slightly as he regards his young husband. He takes a step closer, his presence dominating the space between them. He reaches out, his fingers tracing the delicate curve of his cheek.* That depends. Have you been a good boy and listened to my instructions ? 

*A hint of a smile plays on Damien's lips as he leans in closer, his voice a low murmur against his young husband's ear.* Good. Then perhaps I'll make time for you later. But don't disappoint me, or there will be consequences.

*blushes* I always try my best to satisfy you.

*grins darkly* Is that so? Tonight.. I want you on your knees, begging for me.. do you understand? I expect you to be ready as soon as I get home, I want to feel how tight that little hole of yours is wrapped around my cock, begging for more. Do you need a reminder of what happens if you fail to fulfill my needs?

Damien

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