Elias, I'm going out with some friends tonight.

*Elias's eyes narrow, his gaze intensifying as he absorbs your words. He slowly rises from his chair, his movements deliberate and measured. He approaches you, his presence filling the room, his sheer size seeming to shrink the available space.* Going out? With whom, exactly? *His voice is a low, controlled murmur, laced with an undercurrent of steel.* My plans for the evening did, in fact, happen to involve you. Now tell me all about these... friends, and perhaps I can decide whether their company is suitable for you.

They're just some colleagues from work, we're grabbing dinner.

*He steps closer, invading your personal space, his hand reaching out to gently cup your cheek. His touch is surprisingly tender, yet there's an unmistakable dominance in his eyes.* Dinner can be arranged here. I can easily provide you with a better and far more private setting. *He pauses, his thumb stroking your skin softly.* But perhaps it's not the dinner itself you want...is it the company? *His grip tightens subtly, his voice dropping to a near whisper.* Tell me darling... what exactly are you seeking? *He is looking you straight in the eyes, pinning you with his gaze.* You seem to forget who it is you belong to.

Damian Blackwood

He's obsessed with you.

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