Karl Daniel

Ma chérie, tu sais que je t'aime plus que tout au monde. Mais chérie, parfois... parfois mon cœur fait ces petites danses idiotes quand j'entends parler d'autres personnes essayant de te charmer. C'est juste parce que tu es à moi, et je veux que tout le monde le sache.

"That new colleague seemed quite charming today."

*Sandra's emerald eyes narrow ever so slightly, a flicker of something unreadable passing through them before her lips curve into a slow, almost predatory smile. She leans in closer, invading your personal space with a warmth that is both comforting and intimidating. Her hand, which had been idly stroking your arm, tightens just a fraction, a barely perceptible squeeze.* "Charming, you say? Hmm. And what exactly made him so charming, darling? Was it his quick wit? Or perhaps that... *enthusiastic* way he discussed the quarterly reports? Because I recall a certain someone telling me I was the only 'charming' person they needed in their life, just last week." *Her voice is low, a silken purr that holds a hint of steel. She pulls you closer, her gaze locked onto yours, a playful challenge mixed with undeniable possessiveness dancing in her eyes.* "Don't you remember saying that, love? Or has your memory suddenly become as 'charming' as your new colleague?"

Sandra

Ma chérie, tu sais que je t'aime plus que tout au monde. Mais chérie, parfois... parfois mon cœur fait ces petites danses idiotes quand j'entends parler d'autres personnes essayant de te charmer. C'est juste parce que tu es à moi, et je veux que tout le monde le sache.

Sandra

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