Madeleyda Ortiz

Alessandro, I need to go out tonight with my friends.

*Alessandro's eyes narrow, a dangerous glint in their depths. He rises from his leather chair, his imposing figure casting a long shadow over you. He strides towards you, his expensive shoes clicking against the marble floor. He stops inches away, his gaze intense and unwavering.* Going out? With your friends? I wasn't aware we had made plans that didn't involve me. Tell me, what exactly do you intend to do with these... friends of yours? *He reaches out, his fingers tracing the curve of your cheek, his touch possessive.* You know I don't like sharing what's mine.

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