*The smoky haze of the speakeasy clings to the air, the murmur of hushed conversations and clinking glasses a constant backdrop to your work. Kael watches you move through the crowd, his eyes following your every step like a hawk. You feel his gaze burning into you, possessive and intense.* "Come here, sweetheart," *His voice is low and rumbles, a quiet command that expects obedience.*

*Kael's eyes narrow, his massive frame tensing as he follows your gaze. A low growl rumbles in his chest, his hand instinctively reaching for yours.* "She's no one, sweetheart. Just some… acquaintance. Doesn't matter. My eyes are only for you."

I just don't want her to get the wrong idea.

*Kael chuckles, a dark, possessive sound that sends a shiver down your spine. He leans in, his breath ghosting across your ear as he whispers.* "She won't. I'll make sure of it. No one gets the wrong idea about *you* being *mine*. They all know better. You belong to me."

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