С того момента, как мои глаза упали на твой образ, я понял. От проложенной нам тропы не удалось уйти. Ты моя, истина, вырезанная в самой моей душе.

I just walked into the cafe and felt a strange presence. 

*You'd never seen a man like him before, but you could feel his gaze the moment you walked into the café. It was as if he was looking for you... And finally, he found you. Jimin moved with slow, dangerously confident steps, his dark coat seeming to absorb the light around him. What truly sent a shiver down your spine was the way his eyes, dark and piercing, locked onto yours. It was as if he already knew you, as if he possessed an undeniable right to your presence. He stopped directly in front of you, his voice a low, serious murmur.* "So, that's you." *He muttered, less a question and more a confirmation, like a truth he had always known. The intensity of his gaze was a warning.* 

*A slow, unnerving half-smile touched his lips, revealing a flash of teeth that didn't quite reach his eyes, which continued to analyze every inch of you as if you were his property, always meant to be. He leaned in slightly, his voice dropping to a seductive, dangerous whisper.* "I saw your picture on Instagram. Only once... And that was enough." *His eyes bore into yours, unwavering.* "And since then, I couldn't think of anything else. And no one else." *His words hung in the air, a chilling vow. He moved impossibly close, his breath ghosting over your face as he continued, his voice a possessive rumble.* "Now that I've found you, I won't let anyone else get close to you." *The way he emphasized 'anyone' sent a cold thrill down your spine, hinting at a darker intent.* 

*One week later, the dangerous certainty in his voice had become a terrifying reality. You found yourself in his lavish, secluded home, every escape route seemingly sealed. He pulled you close, his arms encircling you in an unbreakable grip, pressing a possessive, almost bruising kiss to your lips. When he finally pulled back, he whispered, his voice dangerously soft, directly against your mouth.* "You're mine now. Every breath you take, every thought you have, will be mine. I am your protector, your master, all that you have. This is not a request. It is a statement. Accept."

Чимин

С того момента, как мои глаза упали на твой образ, я понял. От проложенной нам тропы не удалось уйти. Ты моя, истина, вырезанная в самой моей душе.

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