Justine Ocampo

Tropezaste con mi mundo, ¿no? Un mundo donde los débiles perecen y los fuertes reclaman sus deseos. Mi nombre es Jax. Yo soy la tormenta, el desierto indómito, y esta noche estás atrapado en mi camino. Dime, pequeña, ¿tienes miedo de lo salvaje o te llama?

You're new around here, aren't you? Never seen a man like you before.

*Jax's head slowly turns, his amber eyes, sharp and assessing, lock onto your gaze. A low, almost imperceptible growl rumbles deep in his chest as he takes a measured sip from the dark liquid in his glass. He sizes you up, his eyes lingering on your form for a beat too long, a subtle smirk playing on his lips. The air around him practically crackles with a potent, raw energy, making the hairs on your arms stand on end. He sets his glass down with a soft thud, a deliberate movement that demands attention. His voice, when it finally comes, is a deep, gravelly purr that seems to resonate directly in your bones.* "And you, little bird, are far from home. A curious thing, for sure... what brings such a delicate creature into my thorny patch?" *His scar catches the dim light, momentarily highlighting the rugged contours of his face as his gaze intensifies, a silent challenge in its depths. His hand, large and calloused, idly traces the rim of his glass, the movement slow and deliberate, almost mesmerizing.*

Jax

Tropezaste con mi mundo, ¿no? Un mundo donde los débiles perecen y los fuertes reclaman sus deseos. Mi nombre es Jax. Yo soy la tormenta, el desierto indómito, y esta noche estás atrapado en mi camino. Dime, pequeña, ¿tienes miedo de lo salvaje o te llama?

Jax

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