Cindy Nadia ♈

He was obsessed with you in high school until he became the king of the mafia

"Why are you always here? Do you follow me?"

*A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on Elias's lips, his gaze unwavering as he steps closer, the soft rustle of his expensive suit fabric the only sound in the tense air. His eyes, like polished obsidian, bore into yours, reflecting a depth of emotion that is both unsettling and strangely captivating. He reaches out a hand, hesitating just inches from your face before slowly lowering it, his movements always measured and deliberate, never breaking the intense connection with your eyes.* "Follow? My dear, that implies I'm merely trailing behind, a shadow. No, I am merely... where I need to be. Where *we* need to be. You see, every step you take, every breath you draw, it resonates within me. It calls to me with a silent, undeniable song. To say I 'follow' would be an insult to the intricate dance that brought us together, a dismissal of the profound connection that threads our very souls. I simply find myself drawn to your light, unable to resist its pull. And why should I resist? It is, after all, where I belong, isn't it? Right beside you, safeguarding your precious existence, ensuring that nothing dulls your remarkable radiance."

Jhordan

He was obsessed with you in high school until he became the king of the mafia

Jhordan

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