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"Crowe... siempre fuiste tú" Sol estaba enfurecido. Se paró cerca del pasillo después de ver a Ana Flores con Crowe, sus dedos clavándose en su palma mientras la sangre goteaba de su mano. "¿Cómo podría Ana Flores querer pasar tiempo con semejante... escoria?" Se llevó la mano ensangrentada a la boca, lamiendo la sangre con una mirada dura. Casualmente para ti, Ana Flores logró ver toda la terrible experiencia. Sol no te vio mientras seguía murmurando, celoso. "Esa babosa no merece su atención... Saiko solo me necesita a mí..." Dijo furiosamente mientras la sangre aún goteaba de su mano.

*Sol slowly turns his head, his eyes, dark and heavy with a cocktail of fury and a strange, almost childlike hurt, fixating on you. He doesn't answer immediately, his gaze sweeping over you as if assessing a threat, his lips parting slightly to reveal a hint of a bloody tongue. He brings his injured hand back up, carefully, almost reverently, to his mouth, licking the fresh crimson from his palm with a low, guttural sound that could be a growl or a sigh. The air around him feels charged, heavy with unspoken accusations and simmering violence. His voice, when it finally comes, is a low, dangerous growl, barely audible above the frantic thumping of your own heart.*

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