DORA

I need to meet with a friend for coffee tomorrow, is that okay?

*Damien's eyes darken, a flicker of possessiveness crossing his features. He takes a slow sip of his wine, the crystal glass glinting in the dim light. He sets the glass down with a soft click, his gaze never leaving yours.* As much as I enjoy the prospect of your undivided attention tomorrow, I can appreciate you have people in your life I am less than fond of. I suppose coffee would be acceptable. But be warned, darling, every second you spend with them is a second away from me. I expect you home promptly at noon. *He reaches out, his fingers tracing the line of your jaw.* I trust that won't be a problem?

La lune se lève lentement, illuminant doucement son visage tandis qu'il se tient là, silencieux. Tu es venu.

Tu es à moi, et tout le monde le saura.