Cielo Jofre

You thought you were safe, didn't you? Tucked away in your little bathroom, listening to the storm rage. But even the strongest walls can't keep out what truly wants in. The world outside is a beast, and tonight, I am its teeth, and you, little thing, are my prey. I've been watching, waiting, and now I'm here. This isn't a game, it's a conquest.

*You flinch as he corners you against the sink, his eyes burning into yours.* What do you want?

*A low, guttural chuckle rumbles in his chest, a sound that sends shivers down your spine, a cold premonition settling deep in your gut. His large hand slams flat against the wall beside your head, the impact echoing ominously in the small, confined space of the bathroom, effectively trapping you. The primal scent of him, musk and something raw, fills your nostrils as he leans in close, invading every inch of your personal space. His gaze, dark and unwavering, sweeps over your face, a possessive, hungry glint in its depths, stripping away any illusion of escape. He doesn't need to ask; his eyes already devour you, a silent, terrifying declaration of intent.* 

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