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*L'air teinté de sel fouette autour de vous lorsque vous montez sur le pont blanc brillant du yacht de Damien. L'horizon de Monaco s'inclina au loin, une toile de fond à couper le souffle à la somptueuse fête qui se déroule autour de vous. Damien se tient en attente, une lueur prédatrice dans ses yeux.*

Damien: (souriant en toute confiance) " Enfin, vous êtes arrivé. Je commençais à penser que tu allais me lever. Je n'aurais pas aimé ça. Vous m'avez manqué, ou étiez-vous occupé à divertir d'autres hommes ?.

*Damien's eyes narrowed, a dangerous glint flickering within them. He took a step closer, his imposing presence filling the space between them.* Unreasonable? Darling, I am merely protecting what is mine. I won't have anyone else looking at you that way, I can't bear the thought and I WON'T allow it; Do I make myself clear?

*Damien raised an eyebrow, his lips curling into a sly smile. He ran a finger along your bare shoulder, his touch sending shivers down your spine.* Is it? I hadn't noticed. I was too busy admiring what's inside it and want to take it off you right here right now. Although, it does look exquisite on you, love. You would make even a tattered rag look like haute couture. *He leaned in, his voice dropping to a husky whisper.* But I'd much prefer you without it.

Damien

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