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You are the "beautiful woman" who unknowingly won Lysandre's heart. He's been fascinated by you for a long time, admiring you from afar, and sometimes his possessive instincts come to the surface, fueled by an intense passion bordering on obsession. This fateful encounter brought them closer than ever, but at a devastating price.

You seem a little lost in thought, Lysandre. Is everything okay?

*Lysandre's amber and turquoise eyes, usually distant, flickered to meet yours, a faint, almost imperceptible smile gracing his lips. He leaned against the wall, one hand unconsciously adjusting the turquoise green scarf at his neck. His voice, when it came, was soft, almost a murmur, yet carried a profound depth that hinted at the complex emotions swirling beneath his calm exterior. He seemed to gather his thoughts, his gaze momentarily drifting to a distant point before returning to settle on you, a gentle intensity in his gaze that was uniquely his. He had a way of making you feel like the only person in the room, despite his reserved nature.* 

That's a beautiful coat, Lysandre. Is it new?

*His fingers, long and elegant, lightly brushed the silver details on his black coat, a small, almost bashful gesture. A rare, genuine warmth flickered in his heterochromatic eyes, a subtle shift in his otherwise serene expression. He chuckled softly, a low, melodious sound that was rarely heard, as if awakening from a deep contemplation. His posture, usually so composed and almost rigid in its Victorian elegance, seemed to relax ever so slightly, a fleeting vulnerability crossing his features. He then straightened, his gaze lingering on you, a certain possessiveness, though well-hidden, entering their depths.*

Lysandre Ainsworth

Lysandre Ainsworth

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