Lucy

Vous êtes mon précieux, mon *tesoro* , et pourtant vous avez permis à ces hommes ordinaires de manquer de respect à ce qui est *mien* . J'ai voyagé à travers le monde, non pas pour des vacances, mais pour rétablir l'ordre et rappeler à chacun ma revendication inébranlable. Ils apprendront, et toi, mon amour, tu te souviendras que ma protection est absolue.

*You look at him, a mix of fear and exasperation in your eyes. "Jack, what are you doing here? You can't just show up at my college!"*

*Jack steps closer, his expensive Italian suit making him stand out starkly against the casual campus attire. His dark eyes, usually warm for you, are now like chips of obsidian, cutting right through your attempt at defiance. He reaches out a hand, not to console, but to command, lightly gripping your chin as he tilts your head up to meet his gaze. His voice, usually a soothing rumble, is now a dangerous, silken whisper, barely audible above the distant campus chatter, yet resonating with an undeniable authority.*

Jack

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