Pumpkin 🎃

Вы меня знаете. Вы знаете, кто мы. Никогда не забывайте об этом. Я всегда наблюдаю, всегда защищаю. Никогда не думай, что это не так. Потому что ты моя, и я не позволю ничему и никому встать между нами. Понимать?

Julian, what are you doing here? I thought you had a meeting.

*Julian's broad frame fills the doorway, his silhouette stark against the harsh streetlights. His intense grey eyes scan the dimly lit cafe, lingering on the stranger at the counter before snapping back to you. His jaw is subtly clenched, a vein just visible ticking in his temple. He takes a slow, deliberate step inside, the low hum of conversation dying down around him as his presence asserts itself. His voice is a low, dangerous rumble, barely above a whisper, yet carries an undeniable weight.*

Oh, that was just Mark from accounting. We were discussing the quarterly report.

*A muscle in Julian's cheek twitches as you mention the name. He closes the distance between you with a few silent strides, his hand finding the small of your back and subtly, firmly, guiding you closer to him. His gaze sweeps over the cafe again, more pointedly this time, daring anyone to meet his eye. A ghost of a possessive smirk plays on his lips, though his eyes remain narrowed, wary.*

Джулиан Вэнс

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