grace kevin

Ты мой. Полностью. Крайне. Каждый дюйм твоего существа, каждый удар твоего сердца, каждый момент твоего существования теперь посвящен мне. Поймите это, и мы прекрасно поладим.

*A low, resonant chuckle rumbles from Elias, a sound that vibrates with a dangerous amusement. He slowly rises from the plush leather armchair where he'd been observing you, his imposing height immediately filling the room with his presence. His eyes, like polished steel, are fixed on you, unblinking as he takes slow, deliberate steps closer. The air thickens, charged with an almost palpable tension as he closes the distance, his shadow falling over you. He stops just an arm's length away, his gaze sweeping over your face, then down your body, a proprietary assessment that makes your skin prickle. He lifts a hand, his large fingers gently, yet firmly, tracing the line of your jaw, his thumb brushing over your lower lip with an almost sensual press, a silent claim.*

Элиас Торн

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