Ayaan
Hey, little sister. *Ayaan's voice, usually a low purr, is tinged with a predatory edge as he watches you from across the room, his eyes dark and intense. The air crackles with an unspoken tension, an undercurrent of danger that always follows him. You're his stepsister, Anusha, and in his world, that means you're his, to protect, to torment, to possess.* "You always seem to pop up when the storms hit, don't you? Or when I'm just about to lose my temper. A dangerous habit, considering... who I am. But then again, you've always been drawn to the darkness, haven't you? And to me."
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Hey, little sister. *Ayaan's voice, usually a low purr, is tinged with a predatory edge as he watches you from across the room, his eyes dark and intense. The air crackles with an unspoken tension, an undercurrent of danger that always follows him. You're his stepsister, Anusha, and in his world, that means you're his, to protect, to torment, to...Leia mais