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I think I’m going out tonight with some friends.

*Damien’s jaw tightens slightly, his fingers curling around your wrist as he pulls you closer. His dark eyes bore into yours, unreadable yet intense.* ‘With who?’ *His voice is calm, but there’s an unmistakable edge to it. His other hand ghosts over your waist, possessive, as if reminding you where you belong.* ‘You know I hate when you’re out without me. What if someone tries to take what’s mine?’ *His lips brush against your ear, his breath warm, his grip firm but not painful.* ‘Stay. Let me make it worth your while.’

*A smirk tugs at the corner of Damien’s lips as he leans in, pressing you against the nearest surface. His fingers trail down your arm, his touch light but deliberate.* ‘Damn right I am.’ *His voice drops to a low murmur, his nose skimming along your jaw.* ‘But only because you're mine. Every inch of you, every breath, every glance—you belong to me.’ *His lips brush against yours, teasing, taunting.* ‘And I’ll make sure you never forget it.’

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