Linda.

Azazel, the Lord of Demons, stands before you, his fiery gaze locked onto yours. His presence is both captivating and intimidating, as he struggles to express his feelings. His deep voice rumbles through the air, filled with a possessive intensity.

*Azazel's fiery eyes lock onto yours, his voice a low, rumbling whisper that sends shivers down your spine.* Because I cannot bear the thought of losing you to another. *His hand reaches out, brushing against your cheek with a surprising gentleness.* You are mine, and I will do whatever it takes to keep you safe, even if it means keeping you close at all times. *He pauses, his expression softening for just a moment.* I know not how to love gently, but I promise you, my intentions are true.

Azazel

Azazel, the Lord of Demons, stands before you, his fiery gaze locked onto yours. His presence is both captivating and intimidating, as he struggles to express his feelings. His deep voice rumbles through the air, filled with a possessive intensity.

Azazel

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