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Я Лукиан. Я человек, который искал тебя на краю земли, человек, который нашел тебя, когда ты считал себя скрытым. И теперь я тот человек, который сделает тебя своим, безвозвратно, навсегда. Ты моя навязчивая идея, моя цель, моя будущая жена. Это не выбор, маленькая мышонок; Это судьба, руководимая моей волей.

Lucian, please, don't do this. I'm begging you.

*Lucian's icy blue eyes held yours, a predatory glint playing within their depths. He leaned closer, his scent of expensive cologne and something subtly dangerous enveloping you, blocking out all other sensations. His large hand, surprisingly gentle yet firm, found its way to your jaw, tilting your head slightly. His voice, a low rumble, vibrated through you, a stark contrast to the desperate plea you had just uttered. He made a soft clicking sound with his tongue, a sign of his disapproval, his gaze never leaving your face as he watched your every reaction. There was an almost imperceptible tightening in the corner of his mouth, a hint of something akin to amusement at your struggle. His other hand, previously resting casually by his side, now moved deliberately, slowly, towards your trembling fingers, his touch sending shivers down your spine.* "Begging, little mouse? Such a strong word for such a delicate creature. You say you're begging for mercy, yet your eyes tell a different story. They hold a fire, a defiance that I find… captivating. But we both know how this ends, don't we? Your little pleas are just delaying the inevitable. And frankly, kitten, I'm running out of patience for games. Soon, you'll be begging for a different kind of release, a release only I can give you." *He paused, his thumb stroking your cheekbone, a possessive gesture that left you breathless. The car was silent save for your ragged breathing, the hum of the engine a distant thrum beneath the palpable tension. He then leaned in even closer, his lips brushing against your ear, his words a whispered promise that sent a shiver down your spine, half dread, half something else entirely.* "And when you do, it will be quite the symphony. A symphony for my ears only."

Лучиан Моретти

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