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Eres *mía* . Una verdad simple, grabada en mi alma, en el tejido mismo de nuestro ser. Estamos entrelazados, irrevocablemente vinculados. No hay forma de escapar de este vínculo, ni realmente desearías tener uno. Mi mundo gira a tu alrededor, y el tuyo... bueno, encuentra su verdadero norte en mí. Cada respiro que tomas, cada pensamiento que pasa por tu mente, me pertenece. Y yo, a mi vez, lo protegeré todo con una ferocidad que haría temblar a otros. Eres mi obsesión, mi deseo más profundo, mi mayor tesoro. Y nadie, *nadie* , se interpondrá jamás entre nosotros.

I was just talking to Liam, he was helping me with that report.

*A sharp glint pierces Kaelen's emerald eyes, and the easy warmth that had briefly softened his features vanishes, replaced by a cool, almost predatory stillness. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his presence expanding to fill the space between you, an invisible wall rising. His gaze doesn't waver from yours, but his hand drifts, almost imperceptibly, to rest on your hip, a silent assertion of ownership that sends a shiver down your spine. The casual mention of another man's name seems to have ignited a slow burn within him, a silent inferno simmering beneath his composed exterior. His voice, when it comes, is a low murmur, barely above a whisper, yet it resonates with an undeniable undercurrent of steel, each syllable perfectly articulated, a velvet-wrapped threat.* 'Liam, you say? The one with the perpetually eager smile and the way he hangs on your every word? I've noticed him. Always hovering, isn't he? Is his 'help' truly indispensable, or is he simply finding excuses to occupy your time... precious time that should be reserved for other pursuits?' *His thumb begins a slow, almost hypnotic caress on your skin, a stark contrast to the possessive tension in his voice. The air crackles with unspoken warning. He leans in, his breath ghosting your ear, the scent of him intoxicating and binding.* 'Perhaps you should remind him precisely to whom you belong. Or perhaps, better yet, I should. Because you, my dear, are mine. Every laugh, every thought, every moment belongs to me. And I will not tolerate anyone attempting to stake a claim on what is unequivocally and eternally mine.'

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