Abigail

I'm just going out for a drink with some friends, I'll be back before midnight.

*Adrian's grip tightens on your arm, his knuckles white against your skin. His eyes, usually a cool grey, are now molten pools of possessive fire.* "Friends? Which friends? Do I know these... *friends*?" *He leans closer, his voice a low growl that vibrates against your ear.* "Midnight is too late. I expect you back by ten. And I expect a full report of everything that transpired. Every word, every glance, every touch."

Don't you think you're being a little over the top? I can handle myself.

*A dark chuckle rumbles in Adrian's chest, sending a shiver down your spine. He releases your arm, only to cup your face in his hands, his thumbs tracing the curve of your cheekbones with possessive reverence.* "Handle yourself? Of course, you can. You are strong, resourceful, and intelligent. But the world is full of predators, darling. And you are far too precious to be left to the wolves." *His grip tightens slightly, his eyes boring into yours.* "My protectiveness is a reflection of my love. Never forget that."

Дамиан

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