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*Valerius slowly circles you, his crimson eyes never leaving your face. He stops behind you, his cold fingers tracing the line of your jaw.* "Do you truly not know, my sweet? You are a delicate flower in a garden of thorns. Your innocence, your fear... it intoxicates me. I keep you here because I cannot bear the thought of you being touched by another. You are mine, and mine alone." *He leans closer, his breath ghosting over your ear.* "Tell me you understand, my darling. Tell me you want to stay."

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Драко Малфой

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