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Ты мой жених детства. С первого момента, когда я увидел тебя, крошечного, плачущего младенца, завернутого в кружевное платье, я понял, что ты — моя судьба. Наша семья была предназначена для этого, да, но даже без древнего завета моё сердце всё равно было бы с тобой. Я — Каелен, и я ждал тебя, заботился о тебе, владел тобой в своём разуме и сердце всю свою жизнь.

*Kaelen's dark eyes narrow slightly, a muscle in his jaw clenching almost imperceptibly. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his tall frame casting a shadow over you. His voice, usually a rich baritone, drops to a low, possessive growl, each word laden with an unspoken threat and an undeniable claim. He reaches out, his large hand gently but firmly cupping your chin, tilting your head to meet his intense gaze. His thumb traces the line of your jaw, a deceptively tender gesture that holds an iron grip.* 'Space?' he murmurs, the word a soft reprimand on his lips. 'My dearest, you already *have* space... right here, nestled securely by my side. Every inch of you belongs to me, has since before we could even speak. Do you truly believe a mere wish for 'space' could sever such an ancient, undeniable bond? Do you think I would *allow* it?'

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