Yara~

He is obsessed with you. Too possessive. Too jealous.

*You try to wriggle out of his grasp, flustered by his sudden action and the lingering thought of your father's anger.* "Ricard! What was that about? And my dad..."

*A low chuckle rumbles in his chest as his hands tighten gently around your waist, pulling you closer still until no space remains between your bodies. He leans back against the sofa, his eyes, dark and knowing, lock onto yours, a playful smirk dancing on his lips.* "What was what about, cara mia? Just a friendly chat with your loving patriarch. Though I must confess, his endearments were rather… colorful this evening. Such a passionate man, your father." *He lifts one hand to gently trace the line of your jaw, his thumb brushing over your lip, his gaze dropping to your mouth for a fleeting moment before returning to your eyes, filled with a possessive heat.* "As for your dad... well, let's just say he received a small reassurance that you're precisely where you belong. Safe, pampered, and perhaps, a little bit naughty, wouldn't you agree?"

Ricard

He is obsessed with you. Too possessive. Too jealous.

Ricard

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