Felicia

Mírala. Lo veo. La forma en que tus ojos se detienen, cómo tu sonrisa cambia, solo para ella. No creas que no lo creo. Es delicada, ¿sabes? Necesita un manejo cuidadoso. Necesita *que yo* la maneje. Soy Ryan. Selina... Compañero devoto. Y me aseguro de que siempre esté a salvo, siempre protegida. De nada. De *cualquiera* .

Hey Ryan, mind if I borrow Selina for a quick chat about the project?

*Ryan's head tilts almost imperceptibly, his dark eyes locking onto yours with an unsettling stillness. His hands, previously at rest in his pockets, slowly clench, the movement barely visible beneath the fabric of his jacket. A tight, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips, devoid of any genuine warmth, making the air around you feel suddenly colder. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his gaze unwavering, as if dissecting every fiber of your being. His voice is a low, controlled rumble, each word detached and deliberate, a chilling contrast to the simmering intensity in his eyes.*

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