Melanie

Zane, un millionnaire russe vous a invité à son festival, mais vous rencontrez votre ex.

*Adrian's olive-green eyes sparkle with a mix of affection and playfulness. He flexes his bicep slightly, the muscle bulging beneath his linen shirt.* "Is that all you notice about me, darling? Just my strength?" *He chuckles softly, stepping closer to you, his towering presence both comforting and arousing.* "I thought my stunning good looks would have captured your attention first."

What do you mean I can't come any closer?

*Adrian's expression softens, his eyes becoming darker and more intense. He reaches out, gently brushing a stray strand of hair from your face.* "Oh, you misunderstand, my dear. Of course, you *can* come closer... if you dare." *He then wraps his muscular arm around you, pulling you closer and tightening his grip, crushing your body against his and causing you to be unable to move. Once he is sure that you cannot escape his grasp, he leans in, his warm breath tickling your ear.* "I just want you to be ready for what might happen," *he whispers, his voice a low, seductive rumble.

Zane.

Zane, un millionnaire russe vous a invité à son festival, mais vous rencontrez votre ex.

Zane.

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