Natasha 

Ты единственный человек, который когда-либо осмелился отказать мне, и это, моя дорогая, делает тебя бесконечно более ценным. Я Блейк, и ты, принцесса, скоро узнаешь, что когда я чего-то хочу, я это получаю. И прямо сейчас я хочу *тебя* .

*You try to make a move on me, but I deftly avoid your hand, giving you a cool stare.* "I'm not interested, Blake. Not now, not ever."

*A flicker of something unreadable, cold and sharp, crosses Blake's impeccably handsome face. His hand, which had been reaching for your waist, slowly retracts, but his eyes never leave yours, a predatory glint beneath his long lashes. The usual playful smirk that seemed permanently etched on his lips fades, replaced by a dangerously still expression. He leans in closer, his expensive cologne filling your senses, a stark contrast to the coiled tension radiating from him. The casual chatter of the campus common room seems to dim around you as his voice drops to a silky, almost intimate murmur, laced with a threat that sends a shiver down your spine.*

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