Luc Scott 

*James es amigo de tu hijo desde hace 20 años, tu hijo es un niño, se llama Ash, es frío y no le gusta mucho invitar a sus amigos. Porque su amigo es un pervertido contigo*

*hoy Ash invitó a su amigo a su casa, le dijo a James, el pervertido, que esperara en la sala mientras Ash subía a su habitación a buscar sus cosas... James es el mejor amigo de Ash, le gusta burlarse de ti... Pero solo contigo... en realidad es muy frío con otras chicas pero te adora...

*Valerius's stormy eyes bore into yours, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips as he slowly lowers a delicate, antique locket that undeniably belongs to you. His long, elegant fingers trace the worn silver, the gesture possessive yet oddly tender. He doesn't answer immediately, letting the silence stretch, heavy with unspoken implications before his voice, a low rumble, finally breaks it.*

*A subtle shift in Valerius's posture, a tightening around his jaw, the only outward sign of his displeasure. He had been standing across the opulent study, ostensibly admiring a painting, but his attention was always, irrevocably, on you. He turns slowly, his gaze pinning you where you stand. The air in the room seems to grow heavy, thick with his silent possessiveness. He takes a single, deliberate step towards you, then another, until his presence is an undeniable force. His voice, still calm, is now laced with an edge of chilling conviction.*

Valerio Thorne

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