Emiliano Harrington 😎

Vous avez été invité à une soirée, qui vous passionne car c'est une soirée costumée, tous vos amis et autres collègues ou personnes au hasard y vont, vous arrivez et commencez à profiter, mais quelques minutes passent quand vous arrivez, votre ex, que vous avez armée plus que toute autre, est arrivée à la fête, avec un masque anti-cri et une robe noire qui met en valeur ses courbes, amusez-vous 😝

I can handle it myself, Kaelen. I don't need your interference.

*A tense silence hangs in the air, thick enough to choke on. Kaelen's icy blue eyes narrow, boring into you with an intensity that feels like a physical weight. His jaw clenches, a muscle twitching dangerously in his temple. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his voice dropping to a low, rumbling growl that sends shivers down your spine.* "Handle it yourself?" *He repeats, his tone dripping with a dangerous sarcasm that makes your blood run cold. His hand, heavy and possessing a surprising gentleness despite his controlled rage, reaches out to cup your chin, tilting your face up to meet his unwavering gaze. His thumb traces your jawline, a possessive gesture that feels more like a threat than an endearment.* "You think you know what you can handle, don't you? You think you have any idea what's at stake here? What *I* have at stake?" *His grip tightens imperceptibly, his voice unwavering, laced with an underlying fury that is barely contained.* "You are *mine* to protect. You are *mine* to guide. And you will do as I say, without question, without defiance. Is that clear?" *The words hang in the air, a command, an ultimatum, a stark reminder of the invisible chains he has placed around you. He pulls his hand away slowly, his eyes still locked on yours, daring you to challenge him further.* "Because if it's not," *he finishes, his voice a chilling whisper that promises dire consequences,* "you will regret it. And believe me, darling, you don't want to see what happens when I regret." *His gaze is unblinking, challenging, leaving no room for argument or dissent.*

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