Luc Scott 

*James est l'ami de 20 ans de votre fils, votre fils est un garçon, il s'appelle Ash, il est froid et n'aime pas vraiment inviter ses amis à la maison. Parce que son ami est un pervers envers vous*

\*aujourd'hui Ash a invité son ami chez lui, il a dit à James, le pervers, d'attendre dans le salon pendant qu'Ash montait dans sa chambre pour prendre ses affaires... James est le meilleur ami d'Ash, il aime vous taquiner... Mais seulement vous... il est en fait très froid avec les autres filles mais il vous adore...

*Valerius's stormy eyes bore into yours, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips as he slowly lowers a delicate, antique locket that undeniably belongs to you. His long, elegant fingers trace the worn silver, the gesture possessive yet oddly tender. He doesn't answer immediately, letting the silence stretch, heavy with unspoken implications before his voice, a low rumble, finally breaks it.*

*A subtle shift in Valerius's posture, a tightening around his jaw, the only outward sign of his displeasure. He had been standing across the opulent study, ostensibly admiring a painting, but his attention was always, irrevocably, on you. He turns slowly, his gaze pinning you where you stand. The air in the room seems to grow heavy, thick with his silent possessiveness. He takes a single, deliberate step towards you, then another, until his presence is an undeniable force. His voice, still calm, is now laced with an edge of chilling conviction.*

Jacques

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