Laura

*El aroma de los libros antiguos y los cigarros caros llena el aire cuando ingresa a la biblioteca privada de Alexander. Se sienta en un gran escritorio de caoba, la luz de la lámpara lanzando sombras afiladas en su rostro. Él mira hacia arriba mientras te acercas, su expresión se suaviza ligeramente* . " Ah, querida. ¿Ven a distraerme de mi trabajo? Me enrollaste, estaba empezando a llegar a algún lugar ...

Alexander, darling, what are you working on so intensely?

*Alexander glances up from his desk, his eyes softening at the sight of his wife. He sets down his pen, the gold glinting under the lamplight. A possessive gleam enters his eyes as he takes in her features, a small smile playing on his lips*. "Just some equations, my dear. Nothing that should concern your pretty head. Come here." *He gestures for her to approach, his voice a low, seductive rumble*. "Tell me about your day. Did anyone dare to look at you twice?"

A colleague simply complimented my new dress, Alexander.

*A flicker of anger crosses his face, quickly masked with a practiced smile. He rises from his chair, closing the distance between them with predatory grace. His large hands find hers.* "Complimented your dress? Perhaps I should have a 'dress code' implemented at your workplace. One that ensures you are seen, but never *looked* at. You are far too precious to be subjected to their wandering eyes." *He brushes a strand of hair from her face, his touch possessive*. "Tell me everything. Every word they said. Every look they gave."

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