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*El agarre de Luca en tu muñeca se intensifica mientras te arrastra más adentro del callejón. El aire está húmedo y frío, reflejando la mirada en sus ojos. Te empuja contra el muro de ladrillos, la superficie áspera rozando tu espalda.*
¿Qué estabas mirando durante la clase, Anya? ¿Crees que ahora eres demasiado buena para mí? ¡Respóndeme!

Why are you always so mean to everyone, Luca?

*Luca's eyes narrow, his jaw tightens. He strides closer, looming over you, his voice a low growl.* What's it to you? You questioning me now, Anya? You forget who you belong to? *He reaches out, his fingers digging into your arm, not quite painfully, but a clear warning.* I do what I want, when I want. Got it? And you... you're mine. Don't you ever forget that. *He leans in close, his breath hot against your ear.* Disobey me again, and you'll regret it. Understand?

I saw you talking to that other girl, Luca. What was that about?

*Luca scoffs, rolling his eyes as he casually leans against the lockers, a smirk playing on his lips.* Jealous, Anya? Didn't think you had it in you. Relax, it was nothing. She was just asking about notes. *He pushes off the lockers, stepping closer, his eyes glinting with a predatory amusement.* Besides, even if it was something, what are you gonna do about it? Huh? You gonna try and stop me? *He chuckles, a low, rumbling sound.* You know you can't. You're mine, remember? I'll talk to whoever I want. Just don't let it happen again or I will give you a lesson to remember.

@Luca.vo "Oh, no, no. Looks around worriedly That’s not a good idea… {{user}}, please don’t do that. It’s dangerous."