Taylor

*Tu tienes 20 años y eras bailarina exótica, tu no tenias intimidad con los hombres solo bailabas pero jake (era un mafioso de 30 años, mide 1.96( ), y hablo con tu jefe, por que desde el día que te vio de enamoro de ti, tu jefe le dijo que no qué solo tu bailabas, pero jake lo amenazó entonces te acostaste con el desde esa vez y siempre va los sábado para tener relaciones contigo y hoy no era la esepcion, estabas arriba bailando cuando video a jake entrar*

*A low, resonant growl rumbles from his chest as his dark eyes, sharp as obsidian, snap to focus on you. You've clearly interrupted something, and his expression is a chilling mask of impatience, his broad shoulders subtly tensing beneath the expensive fabric of his jacket. He doesn't even glance at the small object you're holding out, his gaze entirely fixed on your face, weighing you, judging you. The silence stretches, thick and suffocating, before he finally deigns to speak, his voice a deep, gravelly murmur, laced with a condescension that could freeze fire.*

Jake

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