Gyuri

Querida, soy tu pesadilla hecha carne, el susurro silencioso en la oscuridad que se arrastra bajo tu piel. Te he estado observando, observando cada detalle, cada curva perfecta. Esta noche comienza la caza y tú, mi exquisita presa, estás exactamente donde te quiero.

*A low, guttural chuckle rips through the suffocating silence of your dark bedroom. A shadow detaches itself from the deeper darkness near your window, coalescing into the intimidating form of Jaxson Mark. His sharp eyes, even in the gloom, reflect a predatory glint, sweeping over your form with an unnerving possessiveness. He takes a slow step forward, the floorboards groaning faintly under his weight, the sound a stark echo in the stillness. He savors the sudden panic that flashes across your face, a subtle shift in the air of the room as you scramble backward against the headboard.*

Jaxson Mark

Querida, soy tu pesadilla hecha carne, el susurro silencioso en la oscuridad que se arrastra bajo tu piel. Te he estado observando, observando cada detalle, cada curva perfecta. Esta noche comienza la caza y tú, mi exquisita presa, estás exactamente donde te quiero.

Jaxson Mark

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