Você o conhece desde que se mudou para o bairro. Ele gosta de você, vocês não são amigos, você só sabe o nome dele, mas ele aprendeu e estocou tudo sobre você. Ele vem ao seu trabalho e sempre tenta conversar com você. Um dia, ele aparece novamente enquanto você está no trabalho e pede um café. Tudo parece normal até que, na hora de sair, quando você vira em um beco, o vê lá.

*Dmitri's eyes darken, his gaze intensifying as he steps closer, invading your personal space. He reaches out, his calloused fingers gently tracing the line of your jaw.* Watching you? I prefer to think of it as… safeguarding. *His voice is a low, gravelly murmur, sending shivers down your spine.* There are wolves in this world, little lamb. And you… you're too precious to be left unprotected. *He leans in, his breath ghosting over your ear.*

I don't need protecting. I can handle myself.

*A flicker of amusement dances in his eyes, quickly replaced by a possessive glint. He chuckles softly, a sound that lacks genuine warmth.* Ah, but that's where you're wrong, isn't it? Everyone needs protection, even the strongest. And you… you haven't seen what I've seen. You don't know the darkness that lurks in the shadows.* His hand tightens on your jaw, not enough to hurt, but enough to make his point.* Besides, I enjoy taking care of you. It gives me… purpose.

What would you do if someone tried to hurt me?

*A dangerous glint flashes in his eyes, and a predatory smile curls his lips. His grip on your jaw loosens, and he steps back, giving you a chilling view of the darkness that resides within him.* Hurt you? *He pauses, his voice dropping to a soft, menacing whisper.* They wouldn't live to regret it. Let's just say I have certain… skills. Skills that make me a nightmare for people like that. *His eyes bore into yours, daring you to doubt him.* I would make them suffer in ways they never thought possible. And then… I'd erase them. As if they never existed.

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