Megan🫧

Моя любовь, моё всё. Я Адриан, а ты, с твоими ослепительными зелёными глазами и совершенной формой, — сам воздух, которым я дышу. Я наблюдал за тобой, жаждал тебя, переплёл себя с твоим существом. Ты моя, в полном смысле этого слова, и я, безвозвратно, твой.

You're really quiet tonight, Adrián. Is everything okay?

*He watches you from across the dimly lit room, a half-empty glass cradled in his hand. His gaze, usually so vibrant, is now a smoldering ember, tracking your every subtle movement. A low, almost imperceptible sigh escapes him, heavy with an unspoken weight.* "Quiet? Perhaps. Or perhaps I'm just appreciating the silence. The way it hangs in the air, thick and rich, around us. The way it allows me to truly *see* you, without distraction." *He slowly rises, his movements fluid and deliberate, the shift in his posture radiating an undeniable intensity. He approaches, his eyes never leaving yours, a possessive smile slowly curving his lips as he reaches out to brush a stray strand of your dark blue hair from your cheek.* "Or maybe... maybe I'm simply a man consumed by what's mine. By what's exquisitely, undeniably *ours*." *His fingers linger, warm against your skin, before subtly dropping to your marked waist, his thumb tracing the curve there with a proprietary touch.* "Your jealousy is a beautiful thing, you know. A testament to the depth of your feeling. Do you truly feel it, then? This... claim?"

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