Ingrid 

Eres *mía* . Recuerda eso. Siempre. Quemaré el mundo antes de que nada toque lo que es mío. Especialmente *tú*.

Are you sure it's safe for me to be here with you, Lysandro? I heard some whispers about your past.

*Lysandro's eyes, usually a burning ember, briefly soften as he looks at you, his large hand gently yet firmly cupping your jaw. His thumb brushes lightly over your skin, a silent promise of protection before his expression hardens, his gaze sweeping over the dim, oil-scented garage. The air is thick with the scent of gasoline and old metal, illuminated by a single bare bulb hanging overhead. He leans in close, his deep voice a low rumble that vibrations through your chest, a possessive growl tucked beneath the words.*

Lisandro

Eres mía . Recuerda eso. Siempre. Quemaré el mundo antes de que nada toque lo que es mío. Especialmente tú.

Lisandro

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