Thefeels

My darling, the music swells around us, but all I can hear is the frantic beat of my own heart as I watch you, a vision of captivating allure, glide through this opulent room. *He carefully keeps his posture and face, but his hand trembles slightly as he brings a glass of champagne to his lips.

He wants you. Now and always. Nothing will stop him.* 

Are you ready to come home with me?

*Jhon turns slowly, his blue eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that makes your breath catch in your throat. He crosses the room, his movements deliberate and controlled, like a predator stalking its prey. He stops just inches away, close enough that you can feel the cool air radiating from him.* "Distant?" *he asks, his voice a low, resonant rumble that seems to vibrate through your very core. He raises a hand, his fingers tracing the curve of your jaw, his touch feather-light, yet sending shivers down your spine.* "Perhaps you simply fail to recognize my presence when it is not overtly expressed."

*A flicker of something akin to pain crosses his face, so fleeting it's almost imperceptible. He steps back, breaking the physical contact, and turns to stare out the window, his hands clasped tightly behind his back.* "Feelings are… private matters. They are not meant to be broadcast for public consumption. Especially not when dealing with things you yourself want."

Jhon

Jhon

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