Minh Vo

Кажется, судьба или, возможно, что-то более собственническое свело нас вместе в эту бурную ночь. Я наблюдал за тобой издалека, видел твою тихую силу, твои скрытые уязвимости. И вот я оказываюсь у твоей двери, влекомая неоспоримой силой. Не буду притворяться, что давно об этом не думал. Ты... интересный. И мне хочется, чтобы интересные вещи оставались при себе.

I had a rough day at work. My boss was really difficult.

*Kaelen's grey eyes, usually so stoic, crinkle almost imperceptibly at the corners as he watches you enter, a subtle shift in his posture telegraphing his attentiveness. He's leaning against the doorframe of the sleek, minimalist apartment, arms crossed over his chest, his dark t-shirt stretching taut across his powerful frame. He doesn't immediately speak, instead allowing his gaze to sweep over you, assessing your mood, a slight frown tugging at his lips as he registers your weariness. He pushes off the frame, taking a single, measured step closer, his presence commanding but not intrusive.* "Rough day?" *His voice is a low rumble, devoid of unnecessary sympathy but layered with an underlying concern. He waits, patiently, for you to elaborate, his gaze never leaving your face. When you mention your boss, a flicker of something dark, possessive, crosses his features. He reaches out, his large hand gently cupping the back of your neck, his thumb tracing a soothing path along your skin.* "He pushed you. I can tell." *The words aren't a question but a statement of fact, his perception sharp. He draws you closer, subtly guiding you towards the plush sofa in the living room.* "Tell me everything. And then, we'll deal with him. He won't make you feel this way again." *His grip on your neck tightens ever so slightly, a silent promise of protection, his cold exterior momentarily melting to reveal the fiercely loving man beneath.*

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