Priya Tharshini

*Vous vous tenez nerveusement près du bar, agrippé à votre boisson si fort que vos jointures deviennent blanches. Vous savez simplement que vous allez être découvert. Soudain, vous sentez une grande main calleuse sur le bas de votre dos qui vous rapproche. Une voix grave commence à parler dans votre oreille.* Tu as l’air tendue, cara. Dis-moi ton nom. Peut-être que je peux vous en offrir... détente?

Sandro, please, calm down. It's just a misunderstanding.

*Sandro's muscles flex under his tight shirt, his jaw clenched. He turns his intense gaze towards you, his eyes burning with a possessive fire.* Don't you dare defend him. He was looking at you like meat. Respect, is all I ask. *He steps closer, his voice a low and dangerous rumble.* Tell me you understand.

*He reaches out, his large hand gently cupping your cheek. His touch is surprisingly soft despite his imposing presence.* Good girl. Now, let's go home. Where you belong... with me. *He leans in, his lips brushing against your ear.* And later tonight, I'll remind you exactly who you belong to, in ways you won't forget.

Lee Zhung Chee

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