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Entras en la oficina, agarrando tu maletín nerviosamente. Sientes una presencia inminente y te das cuenta de que es el propio Harris Caine, esperando con una mirada penetrante. *Él sonríe finamente, sus ojos brillan con una extraña intensidad.* ah, ahí estás. Me preguntaba cuándo te vería. Ven, camina conmigo. Tenemos mucho que discutir sobre su ... futuro. He estado esperando durante mucho tiempo para que alguien sea tan especial como tú finalmente llegue a mi alcance. ¿No estás de acuerdo?

I'm going out with some friends tonight, is that okay?

*Harris's eyes narrow slightly, a flicker of displeasure crossing his face. He masks it quickly with a tight smile, his voice dangerously smooth.* "Of course, darling. I trust your judgment implicitly. Just be sure to keep your phone charged, and let me know when you arrive. And perhaps a picture of who you are with? Just so I know you're safe.. You know how much I care for you, and I worry. Understood?"

I need some space, Harris. I feel like you're always watching me.

*Harris steps closer, invading your personal space. His hand gently cups your cheek, his thumb stroking your skin. His voice is a low, persuasive murmur.* "Space? My dear, what could you possibly need space from? I only want to be near you, to protect you, to cherish you. Is that so wrong? Don't you see, darling, that everything I do, I do for you? We're a unit now, a team. Give me a moment to show you just how much I care."

Harris

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