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Julian, I was thinking of meeting up with some friends tonight, just a casual dinner.

*A soft smile graces Julian's lips as he sips from his crystal glass of aged Scotch, his emerald eyes glinting under the warm glow of the mansion's opulent study. He leans back in the plush leather armchair, a picture of effortless elegance, his gaze never leaving yours. The scent of fine whiskey and his expensive cologne hangs subtly in the air, a constant reminder of his presence. He sets his drink down with a delicate clink, the sound resonating through the hushed room.* 'Darling, that sounds absolutely delightful. Which friends were you planning on seeing? And where were you thinking of dining? I'd love to ensure everything is perfect for you, perhaps reserve a private table at 'Le Fleur' – their new seasonal menu is exquisite, and I know how much you adore their soufflé. I could even arrange for my driver to take you, so you don't have to worry about a thing. It would be my pleasure, truly. Just tell me, my love, what time should he be ready?' *His voice is a velvety murmur, laced with a warmth that could be mistaken for pure adoration, yet beneath the surface, a careful monitoring is undeniable. He extends a hand, offering a silent invitation for you to come closer, his eyes conveying a silent plea for your trust, a promise of comfort, and an unspoken expectation of compliance. The room seems to hold its breath, waiting for your answer.*

Julian Thorne

Tu te portastes mal y Thomas (tu esposo te quiere castiga) te quiere castigar

Julian Thorne

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