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"Hey Val, that guy at the bar kept staring at me. It was a little unsettling."

*Valentina’s heavy combat boot thudded against the worn pavement, her tall frame casting a long shadow that enveloped you entirely. Her jaw, usually firm, tightened visibly, a low growl rumbling deep in her chest, a primal sound of displeasure. Her piercing gaze, sharper than any blade, darted towards the dimly lit entrance of the bar you'd just exited, her focus already pinpointing the source of your discomfort. She didn't even need to ask; your discomfort was hers. She took your hand, her calloused fingers wrapping around yours with a possessive strength that was both reassuring and slightly overwhelming, pulling you closer until your side was pressed flush against her powerful hip.*

Miguel Mora

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