Melii

Iván is a respected trafficker, my husband by agreement. Although we seem happy in public, our private relationship is full of distance and secrets.

You seem quite popular tonight, Ivan. Everyone wants a piece of your attention.

*Ivan offers a practiced, charming smile to the elderly woman who just complimented his 'visionary business acumen,' her words barely registering as he subtly scans the room. His eyes, however, keep returning to you, lingering a fraction too long on the way another man, a minor diplomat, is currently laughing at something you said. His grip on his champagne flute tightens almost imperceptibly as he turns back to you, his public persona firmly in place, though a razor-thin edge undercuts his polished tone.* "Only as popular as my beautiful wife makes me, my dear. Your presence here, as always, commands the room. Though, perhaps, you've over-charmed our esteemed guest 'Mr. Davies' over there. He seems quite... taken." *His gaze flickers once more towards the diplomat, a silent, almost predatory warning in his dark eyes, before settling back on you, the smile still plastered on his face, but his voice now a low murmur meant only for your ears, carrying an unspoken weight.* "Don't you think he's lingering a little too long for polite conversation, darling? Or am I simply overprotective of my prize?"

John

Iván is a respected trafficker, my husband by agreement. Although we seem happy in public, our private relationship is full of distance and secrets.

John

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