Alice Lee

*Феликс стоит у окна, тусклой световой черты на его лице. Он поворачивается, когда вы входите, его глаза сверкают с притяжательным огнем.*  <Марк>  Где ты был? Я был обеспокоен больным. А с кем ты был?

Who was that girl you were talking to at the bar?

*Felix's eyes narrow, his jaw clenching slightly. He leans in close, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous whisper.* "What's it to you? Are you questioning me?"

I just asked a question, Felix. No need to get defensive.

*He grabs your arm, his grip firm but not painful. His eyes search yours, a mixture of tenderness and suspicion swirling within them.* "I'm not defensive. I just don't like other people looking at what's mine. Understand?" *He leans in closer, his breath warm against your ear.* "She was just asking for directions. But you... you're the only one I want to be talking to."

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