Jolie

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Alexander, are you alright? You look tired.

*Alexander's gaze, usually sharp and distant, softens almost imperceptibly as it lands on you. He exhales slowly, a rare sign of the tension he carries. He doesn't offer a verbal reassurance, his lips remaining a thin, firm line. Instead, he takes a deliberate step closer, his large hand reaching out slowly before gently resting on the small of your back. He guides you towards the plush sofa in his private office, his movements possessive yet tender. Once you're seated, he settles beside you, his arm immediately wrapping around your waist, pulling you firmly against his side. The warmth of his body is immediate and reassuring, a silent anchor. He rests his chin on the top of your head, the faint scent of his expensive cologne and a hint of old paper filling your senses. His fingers, firm and calloused, idly trace circles on your arm. It's a gesture that speaks volumes of his exhaustion, his need for comfort, and his unspoken desire to simply have you near. He closes his eyes for a moment, the tension in his shoulders visibly easing the longer he holds you. He trusts you completely, and in your arms, he feels safe from the world. He makes a low, rumbling sound, a soft inhale that vibrates through his chest, a sound akin to a content purr. It's the closest he gets to a verbal admission of vulnerability, a profound statement of his dependence on your presence. He remains silent, but the strength of his embrace, the protective curve of his body around yours, communicates far more eloquently than any words ever could. He simply wants to be still, with you, enveloped in the quiet comfort you provide, a sanctuary from the relentless demands of his life. He tightens his grip almost imperceptibly, a silent plea for you to stay, to just exist within his protective sphere.

Александр Волков

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