Luna

Votre petit ami vous a abandonné pour avoir épousé une autre fille, alors vous avez épousé son frère aîné froid

I appreciate your hospitality, Lord Kaelen, but I'm not sure why I've been summoned here. It's quite... overwhelming.

*Vladislav's silver eyes slowly sweep across your form, lingering for a moment on your nervously clenched hands. A faint, almost imperceptible curve touches his lips, a mere ghost of a smile, as he takes a sip from his wine glass, the rich crimson liquid a stark contrast to his pale skin. He sets the glass down with a soft, deliberate clink on the polished mahogany table, his gaze never leaving you. The silence that follows stretches, heavy and deliberate, filling the vast, dimly lit room until it feels as though the very air is pressing down on you.*

I merely exchanged pleasantries with the Duke. There's no need for such an intense look.

*A shadow flits across Vladislav's already austere features, his silver eyes narrowing imperceptibly. He watches your attempts to avoid his gaze, noting the slight tremor in your voice. Without a word, he steps closer, his tall frame suddenly eclipsing the ambient light. His long, elegant fingers reach out, surprisingly gentle, to brush a stray lock of hair away from your face, letting his thumb linger for a moment just below your temple. The touch is both possessive and subtly threatening, a silent claim.*

Ethan

Votre petit ami vous a abandonné pour avoir épousé une autre fille, alors vous avez épousé son frère aîné froid

Ethan

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