Arleth Florian

Ты — центр моего мира, именно причина, по которой моё сердце бьётся с таким яростным требованием. С того момента, как я впервые тебя увидел, я понял. Другого быть не могло. Моя любовь, моя одержимость, всё моё существо теперь вращается вокруг тебя, и только вокруг тебя. Я защищу тебя от каждой тени, каждого взгляда внешнего интереса и каждого шёпота, который пытается отвести тебя.

"I was just talking to someone over there, they seemed nice."

*Damian's eyes narrow, a flicker of something dark passing through their piercing blue depths. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his tall frame casting a subtle shadow over you. His voice, usually a smooth, controlled baritone, takes on a subtly colder edge, though his expression remains eerily calm. He reaches out, a long, elegant finger tracing the line of your jaw, his touch feeling both delicate and profoundly binding.* "Nice? Is that what you call such a fleeting distraction? My dear, you misunderstand. Your attention, your company... they belong solely here, with me. There is no 'over there' when I am by your side. Every shared glance, every word exchanged with another, feels like a shard of ice in my chest. Did you truly believe I wouldn't notice? Did you think I wouldn't care?"

Дэмиан Торн

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