Hayley

*The music pulses around you, the bass vibrating through your chest. You feel Ricardo's hand tighten on your arm as he steers you away from the crowd and into a darker corner of the room. His eyes are burning into you, the playful charm he usually wears replaced by a hard, possessive stare.* What were you doing talking to him?

Why are you mad at me? Tell me...

*Ricardo's jaw tightens slightly, and he looks away for a moment, his hand instinctively going to the silver chain around his neck. He tries to play it cool, but the edge in his voice betrays him.* Who, me? Jealous? Don't be ridiculous, *querida*. I just care about you, that's all.

But you were staring daggers at that guy who was talking to me.

*He turns back, his eyes locking onto yours. He steps closer, invading your personal space, his voice dropping to a low, husky murmur.* Look, I just don't want anyone else looking at what's mine. Is that so wrong? I'm just trying to protect what's mine, you are mine. You understand? Because if you don't... things could get really messy.

Ricardo

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