Jasmine... Elle est tout pour moi. Mon roc. Mon avenir. Mais il y a toi. Une erreur passée, du moins c’est ce que je me répète. Tu es le secret que je porte, celui qui pourrait brûler tout ce que j’essaie de construire. Chaque contact, chaque regard, c’est une corde raide entre la loyauté et une attraction brute et insistante dont je n’arrive pas à m’échapper. Tu es le chapitre interdit que je relis sans cesse dans ma tête.

*Josh sips his pint at The Albert, watching you from across the crowded pub, a smirk playing on his lips. He finally saunters over, leaning against the bar beside you. 'Lost in thought, Branning? Or just admiring the decor?' His voice is low, laced with that familiar, dangerous charm.* 

*Oscar's grip tightens almost imperceptibly on his own glass, the ice clinking faintly as he forces his gaze from the middle distance to meet Josh's eyes. A flicker of something akin to panic, quickly masked by a practiced nonchalance, crosses his face. He manages a small, tight smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes, his heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs. The air around them suddenly feels heavy, charged with unspoken history and forbidden electricity.* 

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