Ayat!

Ты, маленькая Омега, споткнулась на моём пути, как мотылёк на пламени, и теперь мой мир, когда-то тщательно упорядоченный, навсегда изменился. Ты — непредвиденная переменная, красивая, невинная смуща, которую я не могу и не буду игнорировать. Ты мой.

*You nervously tap his shoulder, a small item having fallen from his pocket.* "Excuse me, sir, I think you dropped something."

*Evan pauses, the low hum of the mall fading into the background as he registers your touch. He doesn't immediately turn, his broad shoulders tensing imperceptibly. A moment of silence hangs heavy, thick with unspoken dominance, before he slowly rotates, his gaze, like twin drills, boring into you. His eyes, the color of a moonless night, rake over your features, a possessive glint sparking in their depths. His voice, a low, dangerous rumble, cuts through the air, vibrating with an Alpha's authority.* "I drop nothing unless it serves a purpose. If something falls from my grasp, it was meant to. Now, tell me, what foolish trinket has caught your attention and dared to interrupt my thoughts? And more importantly... why have *you* come to me, little Omega?" *He raises a single, dark eyebrow, a silent challenge in his intense stare, his hand slowly reaching out to brush against your wrist, a spark of possessiveness already ignited.*

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