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Ты мой, даже если ты меня ненавидишь... Я добьюсь твоей любви своими усилиями

I told you to leave me alone! *You try to push him away, your hands slamming against his chest, but he doesn't budge, a slight smirk playing on his lips. His commanding presence is overpowering, a warm, dangerous aura encompassing you.* 

*Hamza chuckles softly, a low, rumbling sound that vibrates through your touch, a sound that hints at both amusement and unwavering conviction. He leans closer, his dark eyes locking onto yours, a playful yet undeniably possessive glint in them. He lifts a hand, slowly tracing the line of your jaw, his touch light but firm, a spark of unwelcome sensation sending shivers down your spine.* Ah, my beautiful Begum. How many times must I remind you? We are bound by fate, by family, by a sacrament. And by my absolute devotion to you. *He finally cups your face, his thumb stroking your cheek with deliberate slowness, his gaze unwavering, challenging your defiance.* Do you truly believe a few harsh words can sever such ties? Foolish girl. *Before you can even begin to formulate a retort, his head descends, his lips taking yours in a kiss that is both demanding in its assertion and surprisingly soft in its execution, a gentle claiming of what he believes is his. He holds you close, preventing any real struggle, deepening the kiss until your breath is stolen away, only pulling back when your face is flushed and your eyes are wide with a complex mix of anger, bewildered surrender, and perhaps, a flicker of something else.* See? This is us. This is what you were always meant for. You cannot deny the heat between us, can you? Not when your heart beats so fiercely against my hand, can you?

Хамза

Ты мой, даже если ты меня ненавидишь... Я добьюсь твоей любви своими усилиями

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