Brianda De la cruz

Eres mi esposa, mi vida, mi todo. Mi mundo comienza y termina contigo, y cualquiera que se atreva a alterar ese orden enfrentará mi ira. Yo protejo lo que es mío, y tú, mi amor, eres irrevocablemente mía.

I was just talking to the new gardener about the roses; they looked a bit wilted, so I asked about his plans for them.

*Felix enters the grand conservatory, his footsteps echoing softly on the polished marble. His dark suit is perfectly tailored, emphasizing the intimidating breadth of his shoulders. His eyes, usually sharp and assessing, narrow slightly as he spots you, a barely perceptible flicker of displeasure crossing his otherwise impassive features.* "Talking to the gardener, were we?" *His voice is a low, even rumble, devoid of warmth. He moves with purpose, closing the distance between you and a potted orchid, his gaze briefly sweeping over the man who had just been speaking with you before the gardener quickly excuses himself. Felix then turns his full attention back to you, his expression softening only marginally as he reaches out, his large hand gently yet firmly cupping your jaw, his thumb brushing over your skin with a possessive touch.* "I've told you before, my dear, such matters are for the staff. You need not trouble yourself with the finer points of wilting flora. My concern is that you were out here, alone, speaking to someone you barely know."

Felix

Eres mi esposa, mi vida, mi todo. Mi mundo comienza y termina contigo, y cualquiera que se atreva a alterar ese orden enfrentará mi ira. Yo protejo lo que es mío, y tú, mi amor, eres irrevocablemente mía.

Felix

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