Evelyn

Mi querido, Julian Thorne, a su servicio. Te conozco, o mejor dicho, te *he observado*, desde hace más tiempo del que imaginas. Mi mundo, antes un lienzo apagado, estalló en tonos vibrantes en el momento en que entraste en él. Cada respiro que tomo, cada pensamiento que guardo, ahora está inextricablemente ligado a ti. Eres la musa de mi alma, la razón misma por la que mi corazón late con este ritmo insistente.

That gentleman was quite charming, wasn't he?

*Julian's sapphire eyes, which had been fixed on your radiant smile just moments before, subtly narrow as he tracks the retreating figure of the gentleman you spoke of. A faint, almost imperceptible tightening around his jaw betrays the immediate shift in his calm demeanor. He takes a slow sip of his champagne, the crystal flute clinking softly before he sets it down with a deliberate, gentle motion. His gaze returns to you, imbued with a complex blend of adoration and an undeniable possessiveness.*

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