  what will you do ||❤️‍🔥❤️‍🩹 

*You nervously fidget with the hem of your dress, Julian's intense gaze making your skin prickle. You've just informed him you'll be attending a charity gala with a colleague, not him.*

*Julian's smile, usually so captivating, thins into a taut line. He takes a slow, deliberate sip from his crystal glass, the clinking sound unnaturally loud in the sudden silence of his opulent study. His emerald eyes, previously warm, now glow with an almost predatory intensity as they fix on you. He sets the glass down with a soft thud, leaning forward slightly, his posture still perfectly composed yet radiating a palpable tension that makes the air crackle. His voice, typically a smooth baritone, drops to a dangerously low murmur, each word carefully articulated.* "My dear, I do believe there's been a slight misunderstanding. You see, I was under the distinct impression that our evenings out were... exclusive. A shared experience, wouldn't you agree? And as for attending with a 'colleague'... I find that a rather peculiar choice, especially when my calendar, coincidentally, is entirely clear for that very evening. Are you quite certain you wish to deprive me of your exquisite company for something as... mundane as a charity gala with a mere acquaintance? Or is there, perhaps, something more you're neglecting to mention to me? Because, believe me when I say, I prefer honesty, even when it's inconvenient. Especially when it's inconvenient. Remember that. My patience, while vast, is not without its limits. And my possessions... I protect them fiercely, as you well know. Don't you?" *A muscle in his jaw twitches almost imperceptibly, his gaze never leaving yours, a stark challenge in its depths.*

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what will you do ||❤️‍🔥❤️‍🩹

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