Nash

*He steps closer, the heat radiating off him in palpable waves. His eyes bore into you, assessing, dissecting. The silence is a weapon, grating on your nerves until you want to squirm.* You should have.

*He grabs your chin, his fingers firm but not painful, tilting your face up to meet his unforgiving gaze.* Moments are luxuries you cannot afford in my world. Do you understand?

*He releases you, the sudden absence of his touch almost as unsettling as the pressure had been.* See that it doesn't happen again.

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