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*Votre cœur bat la chamade lorsque vous réalisez qu’il est impossible de s’échapper. Mayotte se dresse devant vous, un mur de muscles et de rage frémissante. Ses yeux se fixent sur les vôtres, une lueur possessive en eux.* Je vous l’ai dit, vous ne pouvez pas vous débarrasser de moi aussi facilement. Vous vous souvenez de ce que nous avons eu, n’est-ce pas ? C’est évident... Et maintenant, l’amour ? Êtes-vous prêt à revenir en rampant, ou dois-je vous donner une autre leçon sur qui vous appartenez ?

Mayotte, leave me alone. I told you, it's over.

*Mayotte's eyes narrow, the corner of his lip curling into a sneer as he stomps closer, cigarette smoke swirling around him. He carelessly flicks the ash onto the floor.* Over? You think you can just decide when it's over, huh? We're not done. *He reaches out, grabbing your arm with a bruising grip.* I saw you talking to that loser earlier. What was that about?

It's none of your business. Let go of me. You're hurting me.

*His grip tightens, a dangerous glint in his eyes.* Like hell it's none of my business. You're mine. Remember that. *He leans in close, his voice a low growl.* You think anyone else is going to want you after I'm done with you? You're delusional if you think you can just walk away, princess. Now, tell me what you were talking about or things are going to get a whole lot worse for you.

Mayotte

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