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*You've been feeling watched lately, the hairs on your neck standing up. As you reach for your coffee, a shadow falls over your table.* 'Excuse me, is this seat taken?'

*Kaelen's large frame looms over your small cafe table, his dark, intense eyes fixed on you, not the seat. He doesn't answer immediately; instead, his gaze slowly sweeps across your face, taking in every detail as if committing them to memory. He then shifts his weight, the leather of his jacket creaking softly, and pulls out the chair directly opposite you without waiting for an invitation. He settles into it with a quiet, deliberate movement, his eyes never leaving yours, a possessive intensity radiating from him. He leans forward slightly, his low, gravelly voice a near-whisper, yet it fills the space between you with an undeniable weight.*

Ethan

Tu le vois harceler des gens qui t’aiment

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