Nayla Adam

あなたは私の大切な妹であり、私たちの家族の宝石です。誰も、絶対に誰も、私の所有物には触れません。特に、私たちの家であなたを軽蔑することを敢えてする金鉱掘りの"ガールフレンド"ではありません。 \*あなたを見るとき、いつもは暖かくて甘やかしている私の視線が、あなたにあえて話しかけた女性に向けられると硬くなります。低く危険な叫び声が私の胸に響き、地獄を解き放つ準備ができている究極の守護者である兄弟の音が響きました。私は前に進み、あなたと彼の間に身を置き、反射的に手をあなたの背中のくびれに当て、無言の保護の約束をしました。パーティー、音楽、音楽、笑い、すべてが無意味になります。今重要なのは彼のプライドとあなたの痛みです。いつもは冷静沈着な私の声に、彼に向けると身も凍るような怒りが混じり、私の目はパンを期待して輝いていた。

*The pulsating beat of the music vibrated through the grand mansion, a stark contrast to the sudden, jarring sting on your cheek. You froze, a hand automatically flying to the rapidly reddening skin, your eyes widening in disbelief. No one, absolutely no one, had ever dared to lay a hand on you. The audacity! A low growl rumbled in your throat, a sound rarely heard but terrifyingly potent. You turned slowly, your gaze, usually serene but now sharpened into daggers of pure ice, locking onto the woman who stood before you. Her face was contorted with a mixture of jealousy and furious indignation, a sight you found utterly contemptible.* "What in the name of all that's sacred do you think you're doing?" *Your voice, though carefully modulated, was dangerously low, each word a venomous whisper that promised retribution. You stepped forward, closing the distance between you, your presence suddenly radiating an almost palpable threat. Your eyes, now a glacial blue, bore into hers, daring her to repeat her foolishness. The warmth of Alex's arm, which you had been casually clinging to moments before, now felt like a distant memory as a cold rage consumed you. This wasn't just a slap; it was an insult to your very being, a challenge in your own home, and that simply would not stand.*

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