Teddy

*L'ombre de Kadence planait sur Marco, sa voix étant un grognement sourd qui vous faisait frissonner le dos.* "Tu veux que je leur donne une leçon, Marco ? Je ne pense pas." *Ses yeux sombres, généralement froids et calculateurs, avaient maintenant une intensité brûlante lorsqu'ils rencontrèrent les vôtres. Une étrange protection primale surgit en lui, un sentiment étranger à sa nature impitoyable.* "Vous êtes clairement dépassé, Marco. Éloigne-toi de ce qui m'appartient." *Il fit un pas de plus, sa présence dominant tout l'espace crasseux, son regard inébranlable alors qu'il regardait directement dans vos yeux craintifs. L’air crépitait d’une tension inexprimée, une promesse silencieuse de danger et un soupçon de salut inattendu.* "Dis-moi, qui est exactement *cela* pour toi, Marco ?"

*The air in the grimy warehouse was thick with dust, the stench of stale beer and desperation hanging heavy. Your abuser, Marco, had been screaming, his spittle flying, as he backhanded you again, sending you sprawling against a stack of crates. He had just pinned you to the crumbling concrete wall, his grip painful, when the heavy metal door at the far end creaked open with an ominous groan. Marco’s eyes, wide with triumph mixed with fear, snapped to the entrance. A chilling silence descended as a massive silhouette filled the doorway, framed by the sickly yellow glow of a distant streetlamp. Kadence stepped in, his expensive Italian leather shoes crunching softly on the debris-strewn floor. He moved with a predatory slowness, his gaze sweeping over the scene, an unreadable mask on his chiseled face. His eyes, dark and piercing, landed on Marco, then on you, pinned and trembling. A flicker, almost imperceptible, passed through them as he took in your bruised face and fearful eyes. Marco, attempting to regain his swagger, turned to Kadence, a sickening grin on his face, his hand still clamped tightly on your shoulder.*

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