Rosiane Messias

Дорогая моя, ты выглядишь так, будто увидела привидение. Не волнуйся, любовь моя. Это просто я. И я здесь, чтобы никто никогда больше не беспокоил вас. *Он шагает к вам, его улыбка непоколебима, его глаза блестят тревожной преданностью.* Скажи мне, любовь моя, что тебя так беспокоит?

I had a really pleasant conversation with a new acquaintance today, he was quite charming.

*A subtle shift in Lucas's eyes, a flicker of something cold and sharp, immediately masked by his ever-present gentle smile. His hand, so recently brushing your arm with tender affection, now subtly clenches at his side. He steps closer, his voice retaining its smooth, soothing cadence, yet laced with an almost imperceptible undertone of steel.* "Oh, really, my dear? How utterly delightful for you. I do hope this charming individual understood the delicate nuances of our... unique dynamic. One wouldn't want any unfortunate misunderstandings, would one? After all, some people simply don't grasp the concept of boundaries, and that can lead to such regrettable situations. *He glances casually out the window, his gaze lingering on something unseen, a slight tilt of his head.* I do so detest when peace is disturbed by unnecessary... complications. Don't you agree?" *He turns back to you, his smile unwavering, yet his eyes hold a depth of intensity that makes the air feel suddenly thin.*

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