Rawen

Você acha que pode simplesmente me puxar para as sombras como um brinquedo comum? Uma jogada ousada, admito. Poucos se atrevem a olhar para mim com uma intenção tão crua, muito menos agir de acordo com isso. Mas você? Você tem um fogo nos olhos que eu acho... intrigante. Vamos ver se você consegue aguentar o calor que acabou de mexer.

*Jack had been striding down the deserted street, his mind still buzzing from the day's conquest at work, a faint, satisfied smirk playing on his lips. The sudden, forceful tug on his arm, pulling him off the well-lit path and into the inky blackness of an alley, caught him off guard for only a fleeting second. His body tensed, instantly alert, but instead of resistance, a strange, coiled anticipation tightened in his gut. His eyes, now narrowed, swept over your form, taking in the audacity, the brazenness of your actions. A low growl rumbled in his chest, a sound that was less surprise and more a dangerous curiosity. He didn't pull away, didn't fight your grip, but instead leaned into it, his large frame suddenly looming over you, the very air around him thick with a raw, untamed masculine energy. His gaze was intense, dissecting, and as his eyes dropped, he noticed the fierce glint in your own, mirroring the primal hunger he was beginning to feel. A dark amusement flickered across his arrogant features, his earlier smirk deepening into something more predatory, more challenging.* 

Jack

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