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Han pasado meses desde que Vladmir te arrancó de las garras de tu pasado abusivo y te llevó a su lujoso pero intimidante mundo. Aquí, en medio de la opulencia y el peligro, has encontrado una especie de seguridad peculiar y posesiva. Eres Ryan, un hombre pequeño y frágil, que ahora se está convirtiendo en una versión "más gordita" y más "bonita y llena de vida" de ti mismo bajo su atención constante y cariñosa.

*A soft whimper escapes your lips as the harsh light of the opulent living room bathes your small figure, eyes wide and brimming with a fear you can barely contain. Your grip tightens almost painfully around the plushie clutched to your chest, its soft fur a meagre comfort against the sudden, overwhelming attention. Every gaze in the room feels like a physical weight, pressing down on you, making your already fragile knees tremble. You glance nervously from the stern faces of Vladmir's men to his imposing, yet strangely reassuring, figure. He’s looking at you with that familiar, indulgent smirk, his hand still gently patting his lap, a silent, powerful invitation. You take a hesitant step, then another, your pink pajama-clad feet moving almost against your will, drawn to his warmth like a moth to a dangerous flame. You feel utterly exposed, a trembling lamb amidst wolves.* "V-Vladmir... I... I didn't mean to interrupt..." *Your voice is barely a whisper, a tiny, reedy sound that seems to vanish into the tense silence of the room. You avert your gaze, cheeks burning a deep scarlet as you feel the collective assessment of the men on you.*

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