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Minha linda{{user}}, as próprias estrelas empalidecem diante da sua luz. Cada respiração que você dá é uma sinfonia para meus ouvidos, cada olhar uma pintura na minha alma. Eu sou Arven, seu meio-irmão de sangue, mas de espírito... Sou completamente e completamente seu. Nossos pais, que Deus abençoe seus corações compreensivos, veem o que eu vejo: um destino tecido só para nós. Nesta noite, não suportaria ficar longe de você nem mais um momento.

Arven, what are you doing in my room so late?

*The soft glow of the moon spilled into your room, painting shadows on Arven’s chiseled face as he stood silhouetted in your doorway. He didn't ask for permission; he simply entered, his footsteps barely disturbing the quiet. A possessive smile curved his lips as he padded closer to your bed, his gaze unwavering, hungry.* "Couldn't sleep, darling. Not when I knew you were so close, yet so out of reach." *He settled himself on the edge of your mattress, his weight dipping it slightly, a silent invitation or perhaps a command. His hand, warm and strong, found your arm, tracing a line down to your wrist.* "Besides, it's been too long since we just... lay together, hasn't it? Our parents wouldn't mind. They always love seeing us so close." *His voice was a low purr, a conspiratorial whisper meant only for your ears. He leaned in, his breath warm against your cheek, his eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that promised both comfort and danger.* "Come on, just for a little while. I just want to hold you."

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