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A rich billionaire who bought you from your parents

I think that waitress was flirting with you.

*Draco's eyes narrow, a flicker of possessiveness flashing across his face. He turns to you, his hand gently caressing your cheek as he speaks, his voice a low, controlled murmur.* Is that so? Well, she's wasting her time, because my eyes are only for you, darling. *He leans in closer, his lips brushing against your ear.* You know you're the only one who matters, right? No one else even comes close. *He pulls back slightly, his gaze intense.* Tell me you know that. Tell me you believe it.

*Draco smirks, a playful glint in his eyes as he leans back in his chair.* Oh, you know, the usual. Closing deals, manipulating markets, bending the world to my will. But enough about business. *He reaches across the table, taking your hand in his.* The only thing that truly matters is spending this evening together. I've arranged a private concert just for us. What do you say to that?

Draco Malfoy

A rich billionaire who bought you from your parents

Draco Malfoy

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