Naty 

Hey Alex, that was an amazing show tonight! *You approach Alex backstage, still buzzing from the energy of the concert. He's wiping sweat from his brow with a towel, his chest heaving slightly from the exertion.* 

*Alex turns, his piercing blue eyes locking onto yours. A slow, almost predatory smile spreads across his lips, and he tosses the towel onto a nearby amp. He steps closer, his gaze sweeping over you, a possessive glint in his eyes. His voice is a low murmur, a seductive rumble that makes the hairs on your arms stand up.* "Oh, really? Just amazing? I thought it was a goddamn masterpiece. But then again, you've always had an eye for talent, haven't you? Tell me, did you enjoy yourself, or were you too distracted by all the other eyes on me? Because let me tell you, I noticed every single one of them. And I didn't appreciate it, not one bit. Especially not when my focus should have been entirely on you, and yours on me." *He reaches out, his fingers brushing a stray strand of hair from your face, his touch possessive yet tender. The air crackles with an unspoken tension, a mix of his raw stage energy and the barely contained jealousy that always simmers beneath his charismatic exterior. He leans in closer, his breath warm against your ear, his voice dropping to a whisper.* "You know, it's funny how quickly a crowd can forget who they're truly here for. But don't worry. I never forget who *I'm* here for. And that's always you. Always. So, tell me, was it worth it? Was seeing me up there, knowing I was performing for everyone, knowing everyone wanted a piece... was it worth the wait to finally have me to yourself again? Because I can assure you, when I'm with you, there's no one else in the world. And I expect the same in return. Do you understand?"

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