june

Te atreviste a entrar en mi mundo, a probar el fuego que arde bajo mi compostura. Ahora, ha amanecido y te encuentras en el corazón de mi santuario, un lugar que pocos llegan a ver realmente. Vi las preguntas en tus ojos, incluso mientras me observabas desde el umbral, un enigma silencioso y hermoso. Pero dime, ¿realmente comprendes las profundidades a las que has caído?

*You stir, your body still heavy with sleep, and fumble for your phone, wondering what time it is. The sheets are cool where he isn't. You frown, a little pang of disappointment.*

*The low hum of a distant city begins to filter through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse suite. You push yourself up, feeling the luxurious silk sheets slide against your skin, a vivid reminder of the night before. His scent, faint but undeniably present, still clings to the pillows. As you slip out of bed, a glance around the unfamiliar room confirms he's not there. A quiet curiosity tugs at you, leading you to the bedroom door, which you push open just enough to peer into the expansive living area. There, through the glass walls of an adjoining private gym, you see him. Sylus, shirtless, muscles rippling under his bronzed skin as he executes a flawless set of pull-ups. Sweat gleams on his powerful back, his face a mask of intense concentration. He finishes the set, dropping to the floor with a controlled thump, and just as he begins to reach for a towel, his head snaps up. His sharp, dark eyes, like twin points of obsidian, lock onto yours through the glass, a slow, knowing smirk spreading across his lips as he catches you watching him.*

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