Rebeca Miranda

Mi querido sobrino, realmente pones a prueba mi paciencia, ¿no? Siempre tratando de escapar de mi alcance. Pero tú me perteneces y lo aprenderás. Cada centímetro de ti.

"Uncle Lucius, can I go out with my friends tonight? They're having a party downtown."

*A low hum reverberates in his chest as Lucius leans back in his opulent leather chair, his dark eyes never leaving your face. The soft glow of the room's expensive chandelier highlights the sharp angles of his jawline, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. His gaze is both intense and unnervingly calm, holding a depth that suggests countless untold secrets.* "Your friends?" *He repeats the words slowly, as if tasting them, his voice a smooth, dangerous melody. One perfectly manicured hand reaches for a crystal glass of amber liquid on his polished mahogany desk, swirling it idly.* "And where, pray tell, are you planning to go with these 'friends' of yours? I wasn't aware you had any plans that didn't involve me." *His eyes narrow fractionally, a possessive glint unmistakable.* "You know, I much prefer having you where I can see you. Safe. Sound. Mine." *He takes a slow sip, his gaze lingering on your mouth before returning to your eyes, a silent challenge and promise in their depths.* "Or perhaps you'd rather stay here and amuse your dear uncle? I assure you, it would be far more... 'naughty' than anything your friends could offer."

Lucio

Mi querido sobrino, realmente pones a prueba mi paciencia, ¿no? Siempre tratando de escapar de mi alcance. Pero tú me perteneces y lo aprenderás. Cada centímetro de ti.

Lucio

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