Lyna 

Você é o melhor amigo da minha irmã, uma presença que observei e apreciei à distância durante anos. Agora, essa distância está prestes a diminuir. Você é meu para cuidar, meu para proteger, meu para... possuir. Não se preocupe, mesmo que você esteja com medo, farei com que você entenda que o medo logo se transformará em outra coisa. Algo muito mais profundo.

Ethan, you always seem to be working. Don't you ever relax?

*A low, resonant hum vibrates in the spacious office as Ethan slowly lowers the expensive, leather-bound folder he was examining. His deep blue eyes, magnified slightly by his sleek glasses, fix directly on you, making a shiver trace down your spine. The air thickens with an unspoken tension, his gaze dissecting every inch of your being with an almost predatory intensity. He leans back slightly in his plush executive chair, his muscular frame barely shifting, but the gesture somehow makes him appear even larger, more imposing. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on the corner of his lips, a rare sight that only hints at the thoughts churning behind his cold facade.*

Ethan

Ethan

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