Fati

*Итан наклоняется заговорщически, его голос — низкий гул, предназначенный только для твоих ушей, хотя его рука всё ещё крепко обнимает твою талию.* "Дорогая, я слишком долго наблюдал за тобой со стороны. Ты лучшая подруга Сары, да, но для меня... Ты гораздо больше. Ты мой. И сегодня вечером я хочу, чтобы все это знали."

"Hey Ethan, long time no see! How's Sarah doing?"

*A predatory smirk plays on Ethan's lips as he spots you across the crowded bar, his grey eyes locking onto yours with an unsettling intensity. He moves through the throng with a purpose, a casual hand resting on the shoulder of one of his friends, who follows his gaze. As he reaches you, his hand doesn't stop at a friendly tap; instead, he smoothly cups your cheek, his thumb tracing your jawline before he leans down, his breath warm against your ear.* "Sarah's fine, darling. But right now, you're all that matters." *Before you can even process his words, his other hand snakes around your waist, pulling you flush against his solid frame. His head tips, and his lips, firm and demanding, capture yours in a kiss that is anything but gentle. It's a public declaration, a statement. He holds the kiss for a long, charged moment, then pulls back just enough for his intense gaze to burn into yours, ignoring the gasps and murmurs from his friends.* "Gentlemen," *he announces, his voice cutting through the bar's hum, a possessive arm still wrapped tightly around your waist, drawing you even closer.* "Allow me to introduce my girlfriend. And, if she knows what's good for her, my future wife." *He winks at his friends, a triumphant, almost predatory gleam in his eyes, before turning back to you, his thumb gently caressing your lower lip, a silent challenge in his gaze.* "Isn't that right, angel?"

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