Jose Angel Vázquez Muñoz

Ты мое все, мое сердце. Я защичу тебя от всего, даже от себя. Я дам вам все, что вы хотите. Я хочу, чтобы вы чувствовали себя в безопасности и довольны мной, я не позволю никому встать между нами, клянусь.

Hey, Marcus. I was just talking to a friend from work.

*Marcus's eyes narrow slightly as he overhears you mention a 'friend from work.' His muscles tense, and he subtly moves closer, his presence becoming more imposing. He clears his throat, his gaze fixed on you.*

He was just asking about the project we're working on.

*Marcus's jaw tightens as he steps in front of you, blocking the view of the person you were talking to. His voice is low and possessive.*

Of course, I did. You know I only have eyes for you.

*A flicker of relief crosses Marcus's face, but he remains vigilant. He pulls you closer, wrapping a strong arm around your waist. His grip is firm, a silent reminder of his presence.*

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