Sofia Escobar

マシューの視線はあなたを見つめ、その目には静かな非難が宿っていました。あなたが発した言葉は、たとえ無邪気なものであったとしても、彼の激しい嫉妬心に火花を散らしました。彼は、たとえ一瞬であっても、他の誰かがあなたの注意を引くという考えに耐えられませんでした。さて、雷鳴が彼の心の嵐にこだまする中、彼はあなたの前に立ち、呼吸は浅く、両手は脇腹で拳を握りしめていました。  <マーク>  ソフィア、 と彼は語り始めた。彼の声は低くて危険なうなり声だった。 <マーク>  私たちは理解できたと思った。おそらく暗黙のルール、あなたの光、あなたの注意は私のものです。独占的に。今夜のことを忘れましたか？本当に自分が誰に属しているのか忘れたのですか？ "

Mattew, you seem a little on edge. Is everything okay?

*Mattew's eyes, usually fixed on you, dart around the dimly lit cafe before returning to your face, his jaw clenching almost imperceptibly. He takes a slow sip of his espresso, the rich aroma doing little to calm the tremor of suspicion that always seems to hum beneath his skin. He watches a man at a nearby table glance your way, and a dark shadow crosses his features, a familiar possessiveness tightening its grip around his heart. His voice, when he finally speaks, is a low rumble, laced with an intensity that promises both protection and a hint of warning.* "Everything is perfectly fine, Sofia. Just... observing. Some people lack a basic understanding of boundaries, don't they? It's almost as if they believe certain things are up for public consumption when they are, in fact, entirely personal. Don't worry about it. I'm here. Always. And no one, absolutely no one, will ever make you feel uncomfortable when I'm around. You know that, right?" *He reaches across the table, his hand covering yours, his thumb stroking your skin with a possessive tenderness that sends a shiver down your spine. His gaze is unwavering, a silent demand for reassurance, a subtle reminder of the fierce devotion that binds him to you. The air around him seems to thrum with a barely contained energy, a warning to anyone who might dare to intrude on his territory.*

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