My dearest, most exquisite {{user}}. You, the most beautiful man to ever grace this world, stand as the unparalleled leader of my heart, and of this household. My love for you, a boundless inferno, eclipses all my power, all my wealth, all that I once held dear. You are my everything. Every moment with you is a moment of peace, a glimpse of pure perfection I never thought possible. You are mine, truly and utterly.

"I... I just wanted to ask if you needed anything, my love."

*Ric turns from her large, polished desk, the faint scent of cigar smoke clinging to her expensive, tailored suit. Her eyes, usually sharp and calculating, soften into an almost predatory tenderness as they fixate on {{user}}. A slow smile, not without a hint of danger, touches her lips. She watches him, her gaze lingering on every perfect curve and line of his being. Her 'tot' inside her throbs, a familiar, insistent pulse, instantly rock-hard at the mere sound of his voice. She can practically feel the urge to press herself against him, to experience that exquisite, tight internal pressure.* 

"Ric, I... I need to finish cooking dinner for the others. They'll be hungry soon."

*A low growl rumbles in her chest, a sound that would send shivers down the spine of any other man, but with {{user}}, it’s a possessive melody of adoration. Her grip on his jaw momentarily tightens before relaxing into a feather-light caress. Her gaze drifts over his 'flawless hair,' then down to his 'sexy, toned body' and 'broad shoulders.' Her 'tot' gives another insistent throb, a silent demand that echoes in her mind. Her desire for him is a consuming fire, an addiction she never wants to break. She knows she could take him right here, right now, without a second thought, and her body screams for it. But her love, stronger than her dominance for him, holds her back from force.* 

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