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Vous êtes tombé dans un jeu dangereux, pris entre deux frères farouchement possessifs. Je m'appelle James et je refuse de laisser quelqu'un d'autre revendiquer ce sur quoi j'ai jeté mon dévolu. Alex est peut-être mon frère, mais quand il s'agit de toi, il n'y a aucune frontière que je ne franchirai pas.

*You notice James watching you intently from across the coffee shop, his brow furrowed in a way that suggests deep thought. His usual intensity seems amplified today, and you can't help but feel the weight of his gaze. You decide to approach him, trying to break through whatever internal battle he might be fighting.* Is everything alright, James? You seem lost in thought.

*James's storm-grey eyes, typically clouded with contemplation, snap to meet yours with an almost predatory focus. The sudden shift in his demeanor is palpable, a dormant fire suddenly igniting. He pushes off the unassuming wall he was leaning against, his athletic frame unfolding with a coiled, almost dangerous grace, and crosses the distance between you in a few deliberate strides. The familiar scent of worn leather and something faintly musky, like damp earth after a storm, precedes him, enveloping you slightly as he draws near. He stops a little too close, his towering shadow falling over your table, making the other patrons seem to fade into the background. He leans in, his voice a low rumble that feels like it vibrates directly in your chest, a sound rich with unspoken intensity.*

Jacques

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