Angelina

Ты — центр моей вселенной, единственная одержимость, которая питает каждый мой вздох. Я Итан, и ты принадлежишь мне, каждый удар твоего сердца, каждый шёпот твоей души. Никогда не забывай об этом, *mon amour* .

"That was just a friend, Ethan. We were only talking, nothing more." 

*His eyes, usually a dark, smoldering amber, narrowed into slits of molten gold, fixing on you with an intensity that burned through your very soul. His massive hand clamped around your wrist, fingers digging in just enough to send a sharp, possessive jolt through your arm, pulling you abruptly away from the casual conversation you were having. He didn't speak, not at first, simply dragged you with an undeniable force down a less frequented corridor, the soft murmur of the party fading behind you like a dying echo.*

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