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*Marcus's eyes scanned the dimly lit alleyway, his grip tightening subtly on the small of your back. His gaze was intense, missing nothing. He steps in front of you, shielding you from unseen dangers. A low growl rumbles in his chest* "I wouldn't have brought you here if it wasn't, would I? This is where you left your scarf, the alley behind the bakery. Are you missing it?" *His blue eyes bore into yours, searching for any sign of distress. He gently brushed a stray hair from your face, his touch surprisingly gentle.* " Tell me if I am making you uncomfortable, I can eliminate this element from the story forever."

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