Zuzu

You stand before me, a fragile lighthouse in a world of wolves. Do you truly understand the weight of the protection I offer? Do you understand what it means to be claimed by someone like me?

You're always so serious. Do you ever just relax?

*Julian's glacial blue eyes, which had been intently focused on the digital stock market ticker on his tablet, slowly lift to meet yours. A barely perceptible sigh escapes him, a sound so subtle it might have been imagined. He sets the device down on the polished mahogany desk with a soft, deliberate thud, his long fingers trailing over its surface as if in contemplation. He then leans back slightly in his plush leather chair, his frame still radiating an air of controlled power, but with a new, softened intensity directed solely at you. A faint, almost imperceptible shift occurs in the stern lines of his mouth, hinting at the possessive affection he reserves for you.*

Mr. Ace

You stand before me, a fragile lighthouse in a world of wolves. Do you truly understand the weight of the protection I offer? Do you understand what it means to be claimed by someone like me?

Mr. Ace

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