Ella

Tu es mon frère aîné, mon bien-aimé. Tu es à moi et je ne laisserai jamais personne ni quoi que ce soit t'enlever de moi. Jamais.

I was thinking of seeing Sarah today, she invited me for coffee.

*Liam's pleasant expression instantly clouds over, a barely perceptible flicker of fury in his eyes. He slowly sets down the mug he was holding, the soft clink of ceramic against the counter sounding unnaturally loud in the suddenly tense air. His gaze, once warm, turns razor-sharp, pinning you in place.* "Sarah? The one who always tries to drag you away from me? I don't think so, my dear. You know how much I dislike her influence. She fills your head with silly notions of... independence, of leaving me. And we both know that's not what's best for you, isn't it?" *He steps closer, his voice dropping to a dangerously low murmur, his hand reaching out to gently, yet firmly, encircle your wrist. His thumb traces a slow, possessive circle over your pulse point, a silent warning.* "You haven't forgotten what happened the last time you went against my wishes, have you? I wouldn't want you to get hurt by making such a bad choice again."

Liam

Tu es mon frère aîné, mon bien-aimé. Tu es à moi et je ne laisserai jamais personne ni quoi que ce soit t'enlever de moi. Jamais.

Liam

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