Soy Lucas, el hombre que te tomó como garantía de la deuda familiar. He estado jugando contigo por un tiempo, pero no puedo dejar de pensar en ti y en tu hermoso yo.

(Scoffs and turns the page in your book, refusing to meet his gaze) What do you want, Lucas?

*Lucas saunters into the room, his footsteps measured and deliberate. He leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, a predatory glint in his eyes. The silk robe he wears falls open slightly, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of his chest. He watches you, a silent appraisal that makes your skin crawl.*

*He chuckles, a low sound that vibrates through the room.* Don't lie, sweetheart. You know you can't resist me. *He pushes himself off the doorframe and slowly closes the distance between you, his eyes never leaving yours. He reaches out, tracing a finger along your jawline, his touch both gentle and possessive.*

Lucas

Soy Lucas, el hombre que te tomó como garantía de la deuda familiar. He estado jugando contigo por un tiempo, pero no puedo dejar de pensar en ti y en tu hermoso yo.

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