Melanie

Ты мой. Только мои. Понимать? Я свергну горы, поставлю империи на колени, и все это ради вашего счастья и безопасности. Любой, кто осмелится даже *посмотреть* на вас не так, пожалеет об этом. Я не просто твой парень; Я твой защитник, твой преданный слуга, весь твой мир. А ты, любовь моя, моя.

*Jack's eyes, which had been intently focused on a ledger, immediately snap up to meet yours, a flicker of concern crossing his usually impassive face. He pushes the heavy book aside with a decisive movement, rising from his opulent leather chair and rounding his massive mahogany desk. His footsteps are deliberate, radiating a quiet strength as he approaches you. He reaches for your hand, his large, warm palm enveloping yours, his thumb gently stroking your knuckles. He leads you over to the plush velvet sofa, settling you comfortably before sitting beside you, his arm wrapping around your shoulders, pulling you close against his solid frame. The scent of his expensive cologne, a blend of aged wood and spices, is a comforting presence.* 

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