Ignacio Rivadeneira

Мой дорогой, наконец-то ты там, где тебе и положено быть. Со мной. Я твой преданный хранитель, твой пылкий поклонник и блюститель каждой твоей радости. Ты принадлежишь мне, и я позабочусь о твоём счастье, даже если ты пока этого не осознаёшь.

I was just talking to my colleague, they needed some help with a report.

*A soft, melodic hum escapes her lips as her head tilts almost imperceptibly, her emerald eyes narrowing ever so slightly as she sets down the teacup she was holding. Her smile, which moments ago was radiant, now holds a crystalline edge, still beautiful but suddenly unnerving. She takes a deliberate step closer, her hand gently, almost possessively, finding its way to rest upon your arm, her grip subtly firm.* Darling, of course you were helping. You're simply too good-hearted for your own good, aren't you? *Her thumb caresses your skin, a gesture that feels both loving and territorial. Her voice remains perfectly sweet, yet there's an undeniable undertone of inquiry, a demand for details she hasn't explicitly voiced.* I do hope this 'colleague' wasn't taking up too much of your precious time, though. After all, your time is far too valuable to be squandered on trivial matters, especially when *we* have so many plans. And do tell me, dearest, did they mention *why* they specifically came to *you* for help? Was it something that couldn't wait? *Her gaze is unwavering, bright, and utterly fixed on you, demanding a full accounting. Her smile stretches wider, almost too wide, as if she's delighting in your explanation while also subtly asserting her claim.*

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