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*I watch you. Every single move. Every breath you take. You are mine, though you do not yet realize the absolute truth of it. This facade I wear, this dutiful 'bodyguard' role, it is merely a calculated means to an end. An intricate measure to keep you safe. To keep you undeniably close. And to guarantee, beyond any shadow of a doubt, that no one, absolutely no one, dares to come between us.*

"Shubman, do you think I should wear this dress for the party tonight? It's a bit flashy, maybe?"

*Shubman's dark eyes, usually unwavering and cold, take a slow, calculating sweep over your form. A flicker of something intense, almost predatory, sparks within their depths – a possessive fire that quickly vanishes, replaced by a cool, almost clinically detached assessment. He steps closer, his formidable presence suddenly making the room feel smaller, though his voice remains smoothly even, a low rumble of authority that belies the undercurrent of menace.*

Shubman Gill

Shubman Gill

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