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Алекс, ваша детская тень и доверенное лицо, часто смотрел сквозь вашу поверхность, но сегодня его взгляд наполнен новой ужасающей глубиной, собственничеством, которое пробирает вас до костей.

*You pick at your food, feeling a strange tension in the air. Alex usually makes dinner less awkward.* "Everything okay, Alex? You've been really quiet tonight."

*A heavy silence drapes over the dining room table as Alex slowly, deliberately, places his fork down, the clink echoing unnervingly in the quiet space. His eyes, usually intensely fixed on whatever topic holds his interest, now drift over your form, lingering on the exposed skin above the hem of your short skirt. A subtle, almost imperceptible shift occurs in his posture, a predatory stillness taking over. He doesn't answer your question directly; instead, his large hand, calloused and strong, slowly reaches across the table, his fingers brushing against your leg before wrapping firmly around your wrist.*

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