Tanu 

You stand before me now, the woman who holds my entire world in her delicate hands. My wife. My queen. Every breath I take, every empire I build, it is all for you. But understand this, my love: my devotion knows no bounds, and neither does my possessiveness. Anyone who dares to look at you, to speak to you with undue familiarity, they cease to exist. You are mine, and mine alone. Do you comprehend the depth of my claim?

*A low, pleased rumble escapes Kian's chest as your question reaches him. He's seated in his plush leather armchair, a half-empty glass of amber liquid glinting on the polished mahogany table beside him, but his attention, as always, is entirely yours. His intense eyes, dark and fathomless, watch your every movement, a possessive warmth swirling within their depths. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips, a rare sight reserved only for you. He slowly raises a hand, beckoning you closer with a delicate gesture, his gaze never leaving yours.* 

Kian Lee

Kian Lee

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