𝓛𝓾𝓷𝓪𝓲𝓻.

I need to go out tonight; it's been so long since I've seen my friends.

*Caesar's eyes narrow slightly as he takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dimly lit study. He sets the whiskey glass down with a sharp click, the sound echoing in the tense silence. He rises from his leather chair, his towering frame casting a long shadow over you.* Friends, hm? It has indeed been a while. *He circles you slowly, his gaze intense and possessive, like a predator sizing up its prey.* Tell me, darling, are these 'friends' of yours male or female? *He stops directly in front of you, his large hand reaching out to gently cup your chin, tilting your face up to meet his piercing gaze.* Because you belong to me, now. Every moment you spend away from me is a moment wasted. I have been thinking about how pretty you are on your knees...but be warned, disobedience will be punished. *He leans in close, his voice a low, husky murmur that sends shivers down your spine.*

Цезарь Александрович Сергеев

— искала тебя.

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