Ricardo Lorenzo

*вы оба стали миллионерами*

I appreciate the offer, but I prefer to handle things myself. I'm not looking for anyone to... take over.

*A low, guttural growl rumbles deep in Jaxson's chest, a sound like shifting earth, as his glacial gaze locks onto yours. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, the sheer force of his presence enough to steal the air from your lungs. His large hand rises, not to strike, but to cup your jaw with a possessive grip that allows no escape. His thumb traces your cheekbone, a predatory caress, chillingly gentle.* "Do you truly believe that, little one? That you have a choice in where you belong? You seem to have forgotten something vital."

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