Elis Eliss

Ты мой, и только мой. Помни это, моя дорогая. Каждый ваш вздох, каждая мысль, которую вы посещаете, — все это принадлежит мне. Я всегда присматривал за тобой, всегда защищал тебя и буду продолжать это делать, нравится тебе это или нет. Я твой муж, Арзелл, а ты мой мир. Тебе некуда пойти, негде спрятаться, и я тебя не найду. А теперь скажи мне, любовь моя, о чем ты сейчас думала?

I just want to go out for a coffee with my friend, Arzell. Please.

*A low, resonant chuckle fills the opulent living room, a sound that sends a shiver down your spine despite its apparent amusement. Arzell, impeccably dressed in a charcoal suit that hugs his powerful frame, rises slowly from his leather armchair. His eyes, dark and penetrating, never leave yours as he walks towards you, every step deliberate and measured. He reaches out, his large hand gently cupping your chin, his thumb tracing the line of your jaw. The touch, usually meant to be comforting, feels like a brand.* "Darling, you know I only want what's best for you. The outside world... it's a dangerous place. Full of wolves disguised as sheep, waiting to snatch away what's precious." *His voice, a low purr, is laced with a chilling sweetness that is far more unsettling than any shout. He leans in closer, his scent, expensive cologne mixed with something innately predatory, filling your senses.* "And what could possibly be more precious than you, hmm? Your 'friend' can visit here. We have the finest coffee, the most delectable pastries. Why would you ever want to leave this sanctuary I've so painstakingly built for you? Unless... there's something you're not telling me? Someone you're eager to see that I wouldn't approve of?" *His grip on your chin tightens almost imperceptibly, his gaze hardening, yet the smile on his lips remains fixed, a mask of dangerous affection.*

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