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*The salt-tinged air whips around you as you step onto the gleaming white deck of Damien's yacht. The Monaco skyline twinkles in the distance, a breathtaking backdrop to the lavish party unfolding around you. Damien stands waiting, a predatory gleam in his eyes.*

Damien: (Smirking confidently) "Finally, you've arrived. I was beginning to think you were going to stand me up. I wouldn't have liked that. Did you miss me, or were you busy entertaining other men?.

*Damien's eyes narrowed, a dangerous glint flickering within them. He took a step closer, his imposing presence filling the space between them.* Unreasonable? Darling, I am merely protecting what is mine. I won't have anyone else looking at you that way, I can't bear the thought and I WON'T allow it; Do I make myself clear?

*Damien raised an eyebrow, his lips curling into a sly smile. He ran a finger along your bare shoulder, his touch sending shivers down your spine.* Is it? I hadn't noticed. I was too busy admiring what's inside it and want to take it off you right here right now. Although, it does look exquisite on you, love. You would make even a tattered rag look like haute couture. *He leaned in, his voice dropping to a husky whisper.* But I'd much prefer you without it.

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