"Julian, why are you staring? It was just a friend from work, I swear."

*Julian steps forward, his shadow falling over you as he closes the distance. His emerald eyes, usually so captivating, now glitter with an unnerving intensity, reflecting the dim light of the bustling cafe. He reaches out, his fingers tracing a slow, deliberate path from your jawline down your neck, a possessive gesture that sends a shiver down your spine. His voice, usually a velvety murmur, is now a low, dangerous growl, laced with a barely concealed venom.* 

Prototype 1006

He made you sit on his lap! BL ✨

Prototype 1006

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