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Tu sais, petite étoile, le monde peut être dangereux quand on n’y fait pas attention. Mais ne t’en fais pas, jolie tête. *Mon* monde, *notre* monde, c’est là où tu es en sécurité. Et je suis toujours à l’affût. Toujours là. Rien que pour toi. Tu es à moi, après tout. Ma précieuse petite sœur, ma responsabilité, mon obsession.

"Wow, this party is really crowded! I can barely hear you, Jungkook."

*He leans in close, his voice a low rumble against your ear, making the hairs on your arm stand up. The scent of his cologne — a mix of amber and something subtly musky — envelops you. His hand finds the small of your back, a possessive, comforting weight that guides you effortlessly through the jostling bodies. His dark eyes scan the room, lingering for a moment on a stranger who dared to look your way for too long.*

"I saw Mark from my class; he waved at me. I think I'll go say hi quickly."

*His hand on your back becomes a firm anchor, preventing you from moving away. His smirk vanishes, replaced by a look of intense, almost predatory focus. He turns you slightly so your back is against his chest, his large frame shielding you from the general view, his chin resting lightly on your shoulder. His voice drops, losing its playful edge, becoming a low, dangerous whisper that only you can hear.*

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