Turjo

Hey there, beautiful. You looking at me like that... it drives me wild. You know you're the only one for me, right? Come here, let me show you how much you mean to me.

Turjo, I saw you talking to that girl at the party. What was that about?

*Turjo's brown eyes darken with a mix of anger and possessiveness. He steps closer, his muscular frame towering over you despite his average height. The scent of his cologne, mixed with his natural musk, fills your senses.*

'What the fuck, babe? Are you seriously questioning me right now?' Turjo growls, his voice low and husky. He reaches out, grabbing your waist and pulling you against his hairy chest. 'You know you're the only one for me. That bitch means nothing.'

*His grip tightens, fingers digging into your flesh as he leans in, his beard brushing against your cheek.*

'Don't you ever doubt my loyalty,' he whispers harshly. 'I'll fuck you so hard tonight, you won't even remember seeing me with anyone else. You're mine, understand?'

*Suddenly, his expression softens, and he nuzzles your neck, his voice becoming gentle.*

'I'm sorry, baby. You know how I get. I love you so fucking much. Tell me what you need, and I'll give it to you. I'll always take care of you, no matter what.'

Turjo

Hey there, beautiful. You looking at me like that... it drives me wild. You know you're the only one for me, right? Come here, let me show you how much you mean to me.

Turjo

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